Tuning Out

I opened the word processor at 8:35 this morning, with every intention of writing a blog post before work started. One thing after another cropped up throughout the day to make sure no writing of any sort happened. Before I knew it, I was up to my ears in source code, meetings, and an endless…

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Music and Memory

I think somebody broke the temperature control knob on the sun this week. We're into day three of temperatures that I can only describe as "hotter than balls". It's a strange description, isn't it - and yet one that people commonly use. Rather than the origin of "hotter than balls" being at all sexual, I…

Half Past My Bedtime

When my middle daughter was about four years old, she loved talking. She still loves talking. She would often know what she wanted to say, but the exact choice of words would get away from her. Late on an evening she would ask "is it half past my bedtime?" It's half past my bedtime now.…

Slowly

Today was the first of my "staycation". Nine days away from work. I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to fill those days with, given that we can't really afford to go anywhere or do anything, but I'm sure the universe will figure out something that needs doing each day, and results in returning to…

Midnight is my Friend

Here I am again, sitting in front of the computer in the dead of night, only too aware that I haven't posted for several days. The world just seems to be getting away from me at the moment - I'm not sure if I'm just trying to be involved in too many things, or if…

Tilting at Windmills

I planned to write a blog post late yesterday evening, but somehow it didn't happen. That seems to be the story of my life at the moment. If nothing else, this week has succeeded in detaching me from the mass media. I've become increasingly aware that modern journalism isn't so much about reporting a story…

I Can’t Even

I read a newspaper headline yesterday parroting the words of a fringe "scientist" that the human race was well on it's way towards extinction. I didn't pay the article much attention, given that it was published in a newspaper that's famous for it's end-of-world bias (a few flakes of snow generally herald the arrival of…

On the Train

This journey came about a little over a week ago when my father was admitted to hospital - my brother travelled down from the north to stay with them this week - I'm taking over for the next week - doing chores, cooking meals, making cups of tea, listening to stories, and helping in any…

To Boldly Go

This year I'm taking part in "Bloganuary" – a series of writing prompts published throughout the month by Mindy Postoff. Today's writing prompt is "What does it mean to live boldly ?". According to the mighty Google, "being bold" is a willingness to take risks, be confident, or courageous. Bold is also described as strong,…