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Friday, June 13th, 2008
I was just like any other day. Though listening to the news it may have seemed like one from the 70s or 80s – Don Tidy‘s kidnap; fishing vessels in blockade; Britain’s nuclear programme. As an adolescent in the 70s I paid what attention to current affairs as they teachers made me. I remember most [...]
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Thursday, April 17th, 2008
1. Introducton Painting is my 23rd love. For brief period after I gave up competitive long-distance-spitting it was my 22nd. Then blogging happened and painting fell back to 23rd again. Still, 23rd is not bad when you consider my 24th love is eating Irish stew and 25th making it. Now before you go getting all [...]
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Tuesday, April 8th, 2008
So the cat’s gone. Anonycat got put down. AIDS of all things. The dog missed him a bit at first. They were sometimes-friends – on the cat’s terms of course. Some nights when it was cold the cat would be kind enough to let the dog share the dog kennel. Other nights he’d evict the [...]
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Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008
Daddy would be working Saturday. Would I be on for helping entertain the two boys? We could take them to the forest park. Or if the weather is bad, just drive around and stop for lunch somewhere. Maybe we’d have lunch in that place we’d visited a couple of months ago – The Geraldine. Anywhere [...]
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Monday, March 17th, 2008
Thursday was bitter cold. Bitter as a 70-year-old virgin. The painter’s fingers quickly turned a Smurf blue as he put masking tape on the windows. I helped as best I could with coaching and encouragement – Another one down, Lar. You’re motoring now. I’m sure he appreciated my assistance though he never said. Must be [...]
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Monday, March 3rd, 2008
I don’t like Fridays. I hate Fridays. Fridays are when people remember what they needed done during the week but forgot to ask about. They clear their desks of that niggly chore that’s been on their to-do list since Monday and swamp mine. Friday gone was no different and I was running around like a [...]
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