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The writing on the Wall…
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.” This post was inspired by Omar Khayam and is about the way my life, and just everything else, it seems, has changed lately. I…
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Sunday Thoughts…
I am so glad to have come to the end of a very dismal week. A week where I couldn’t quite get going, or know the reason why. A week where I have been doing a lot of thinking, trying to figure out the best way forward through the constant pain. I gave up a…
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Memories of a Better Saturday… #Flowers
I really wanted to take part in another #Six on Saturday this week, but sadly, our little garden is waterlogged. Any flowers that were grimly hanging on, have been reduced to a soggy mess from all the rain. This had me remembering all the lovely flowers that have made me smile this year. I am…
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The Darker side of me…
The Darker side of me… I never knew I had a dark side, not really. I do remember having these small snarky feelings when I was a child, towards the latest person to tick me off or stand me in the corner. I am a good-natured person, I have found that life is usually better…
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No two days are the same…
As a child, I could rely on the weather and the seasons. It was always warm and sunny in the Summer and cold and invariably wet in the Winter. At least, that is how I remember it. It was comforting to know where you were and what to expect, that any deviations would always keep…
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Monday Thoughts…
I was looking for an image to start my week… Something awe inspiring, or maybe one to kick start some enthusiasm? I have to admit that I didn’t start the day well. The thought of another day, struggling to come up with new ideas that work was not the best way to start. Bad enough…
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Another Day from Hell…
Yesterday turned out to be a nightmare. From the moment I staggered across the office to my Windows PC, everything I touched went wrong, failed to load, or couldn’t be found. I am not a lover of technology, but as long as it does what it says on the tin, I can usually cope well…
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The Power of Books #Bad Moon #Fiction #Horror
I was a lonely child, and London was a lonely place to be when I was growing up there after the war. All around me, people were busily trying to put their lives and homes back into some kind of order. I remember walking around the streets, confused by all the chaos that still had…
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Wednesday Words…
Anita wrote this poem a long time ago, but I happened to see it this morning, while looking for a little inspiration. This is getting harder to find these days, as living with pain is unsettling at best. I have eased up a little on the exercise routine, but no visible difference yet. I am…
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The writing on the Wall…
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.” This post was inspired by Omar Khayam and is about the way my life, and just everything else, it seems, has changed lately. I…
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Sunday Thoughts…
I am so glad to have come to the end of a very dismal week. A week where I couldn’t quite get going, or know the reason why. A week where I have been doing a lot of thinking, trying to figure out the best way forward through the constant pain. I gave up a…
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Memories of a Better Saturday… #Flowers
I really wanted to take part in another #Six on Saturday this week, but sadly, our little garden is waterlogged. Any flowers that were grimly hanging on, have been reduced to a soggy mess from all the rain. This had me remembering all the lovely flowers that have made me smile this year. I am…
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The Darker side of me…
The Darker side of me… I never knew I had a dark side, not really. I do remember having these small snarky feelings when I was a child, towards the latest person to tick me off or stand me in the corner. I am a good-natured person, I have found that life is usually better…
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No two days are the same…
As a child, I could rely on the weather and the seasons. It was always warm and sunny in the Summer and cold and invariably wet in the Winter. At least, that is how I remember it. It was comforting to know where you were and what to expect, that any deviations would always keep…
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Monday Thoughts…
I was looking for an image to start my week… Something awe inspiring, or maybe one to kick start some enthusiasm? I have to admit that I didn’t start the day well. The thought of another day, struggling to come up with new ideas that work was not the best way to start. Bad enough…
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Another Day from Hell…
Yesterday turned out to be a nightmare. From the moment I staggered across the office to my Windows PC, everything I touched went wrong, failed to load, or couldn’t be found. I am not a lover of technology, but as long as it does what it says on the tin, I can usually cope well…
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The Power of Books #Bad Moon #Fiction #Horror
I was a lonely child, and London was a lonely place to be when I was growing up there after the war. All around me, people were busily trying to put their lives and homes back into some kind of order. I remember walking around the streets, confused by all the chaos that still had…
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Wednesday Words…
Anita wrote this poem a long time ago, but I happened to see it this morning, while looking for a little inspiration. This is getting harder to find these days, as living with pain is unsettling at best. I have eased up a little on the exercise routine, but no visible difference yet. I am…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 