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The morning was and cloudy when I opened the curtains. The first day that was not warm and sunny for days. Hanging up the washing as I anticipated rain, on the clothes maiden, Nanna and Grandad arrived.
“Yey, Nanna’s here!” shouted the children.
After a quick reccie and shift swap, I grabbed my jimmy choo bag, and drove into town waving goodbye to...
Have you ever thought about what it is all about?
I know you have! We all do – its natural.
But I don’t mean in the bigger, how, why and where are we, stuff. I am sure we think of those things from time to time after a friendly chat with friends, or a few glasses of wine, or midst a spot of insomnia.
I am talking about the very personal perspective that only you have.
Depending on whether...
Did you know that there’s so much empty space (emptiness) inside matter (atoms, molecules) that the entire human race could be squeezed into the volume of a sugar cube?
Amazing! If any of you have ever had any experience of life drawing, you will know that is as equally important to notice the ’space’ as well as the ‘matter’ itself. But in all my time observing the bits...
I live on a small Island which has some of the best stats for recycling. I am not sure how much the commercial world is responsible, but the council like to take a big bow in their efforts.
I have always recycled my bottles at least since sharing houses and becoming aware of the ‘bins’. That was a trip to the supermarket carpark with anyone who was willing to fill their car up with beer...
Sasha eventually looked up at the clock. 8.50 am.
“Damm” She shouted and ran out the house through her garden, hair flapping and slapping her in the face. She drove her BMW off toward the corner shop frantacally. She parked a good 2feet from the curb, and darted into the shop.
“Good Morning” Vera said, whilst serving a tall man, as Sasha swooped past.
“Morning”...
Well when you think about the influences that affect your thoughts it is no wonder that when you come up with a good idea at least 10 others have thought it at the same time.
With it having been Rainforest week, the Rainforest is high in peoples consciousness if you are a TV or radio guy, you will know its been getting a fair bit of attention. Which is all very good news and also another worry we often...
Jez tumbled onto the floor, fighting his way out of his bed sheet that had become a twisted knot that had wrapped its way around both ankles. He breast stroked his way across the floor of magazines and clothes sweeping and thrashing at them on his belly, kicking his way loose from the sheet that was riding up his legs.
His mobile rang again, a high pitched eighties synthesiser type of irritating...