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coming out of the tall grass: January 2010

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Saturday, January 30, 2010. My minute of silence. That and Lyra and the aleiometer in Phillip Pullman's Northern Lights trilogy - not by grace but by learning. So I'm in Cambridge, or perhaps at Cambridge, more accurately; I should be here until June; I'm reading for an MPhil in Political Thought and Intellectual History. I may have mentioned this. Friday, January 29, 2010. Matteo Ricci's world map. With China at its centre. One of the be...

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coming out of the tall grass: August 2010

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Saturday, August 21, 2010. Sunday, August 15, 2010. For about fifteen minutes each way (ten for a competent driver, and five if you don't drive at the speed limit), and only one almost-accident (when I stalled on the slip road). I can also park, kind of, if the lots are wide and the car park empty and the parking gods in an indulgent mood. Tuesday, August 10, 2010. Tail, chasing, circles. Tail, chasing, circles.

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coming out of the tall grass: October 2009

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Saturday, October 24, 2009. On the way back - a guy cycling down Trinity Lane drinking a half-pint of milk. Friday, October 23, 2009. In my borrowed copy of Albert O. Hirschman's The Passions and the Interests. Which I've only read a third of but recommend unreservedly - a previous reader has pencilled helpful comments in the margin. The marginalia writer's gloss: natural but unintended. Gloss: the unintended consequence of the CONSEQUENCE.

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coming out of the tall grass: Tail, chasing, circles

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Tuesday, August 10, 2010. Tail, chasing, circles. Each time I try to start afresh and write only inspired, thoughtful, sensible things, I run out of words. I have therefore decided to return to pointless griping. Form of knowledge; two, human resource types; three, marketing types; and four, accounting types. I fall into none of these categories. I'm not sure, because I have not quite given up entirely, I want. Tail, chasing, circles.

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coming out of the tall grass: May 2012

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Tuesday, May 22, 2012. The Slightly Mauve Prose Syndicate.

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coming out of the tall grass: July 2010

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Thursday, July 29, 2010. Why I should stick to walking. I am, it is clear, not one of nature's drivers. After a long two-hour session my father looked at me and said, perhaps you just have to figure out where "true straight" is in relation to your "straight". Thursday, July 22, 2010. Why I should stick to walking. The Slightly Mauve Prose Syndicate.

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coming out of the tall grass: new site

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Wednesday, May 11, 2011. The Slightly Mauve Prose Syndicate.

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coming out of the tall grass: February 2010

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Thursday, February 04, 2010. I have pineapple tarts! This enterprise [of creating a language of interest to reinforce the language of rights used by Whig thinkers to explain and legitimise the Revolution] hinged on the cultivation of moderation. In the use of political and religious language; but that, [Charles] Leslie remarked caustically, was simply to encourage hypocrisy:. It is a Catholicon, and Cures all Diseases!

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coming out of the tall grass: December 2009

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Saturday, December 26, 2009. Munich, part two. Our second day was a tram ride across the city and the river to the Deutsches Museum, which is the Science Centre with a more solemn historical mission. Being in Europe - and perhaps being in Cambridge - now more than when I was here, ten years ago now? Wednesday, December 23, 2009. Munich, part one. Munich, part two. Munich, part one. The Slightly Mauve Prose Syndicate.

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coming out of the tall grass: May 2011

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Coming out of the tall grass. Please knock on my little grey door. Wednesday, May 11, 2011. The Slightly Mauve Prose Syndicate.