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how-you-say-it: 5/7: Hours after Mam's service
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Monday, June 13, 2011. 5/7: Hours after Mam's service. Her parents had moved 200 miles north such that an adoption, 'at their age', could be effected. Now, overlooking a blustery North Sea, she clasped the hand tight - the good man, the one who would not get away, the one who had already decided to leave. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Northerner. In the Midlands. Looking rough. Listening hard. View my complete profile. 7/7: His Latest Period of Absence. 6/7: Light at the End of the Estate.
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how-you-say-it: 3/7: The Giveaway
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Saturday, June 11, 2011. Barely perceptible, but there, a flicker of something - no doubt about it, the eyes flashed alert. Half-baked hypotheses now queuing to be made sense of, the older man rose, made his excuses, and headed out onto the street. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Northerner. In the Midlands. Looking rough. Listening hard. View my complete profile. 7/7: His Latest Period of Absence. 6/7: Light at the End of the Estate. 5/7: Hours after Mams service. 4/7: I think, therefore it is.
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how-you-say-it: January 2011
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Monday, January 10, 2011. On Boxing Day, I risked getting into Newcastle-upon-Tyne - through hordes of sales shoppers and the great amassing ranks of 53,000 football supporters to entreat. There was a time, during some extended building works when the toilets were some combination of not draining and, thus, getting deeper. Phew, phew and phew again! I don't know why you do it. Y' know, they're just as happy chillin' out - maybe give them a year off next year, eh? Though I am adopted. I can hear that!
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Some Guy On A Journey: So save your breath, I will not care. I think I made it very clear. You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough?
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Saturday, February 9. So save your breath, I will not care. I think I made it very clear. You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough? So, we're already into February and it's been okay. Usually by the second or third week of January, I'm already thinking it's gonna be another shitty year. But it's been okay. Currently feeling like John Cusacks' character in Hi Fidelity. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Life throws all sorts of crap at him. Hated by his bank manager. Music is a huge.
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Some Guy On A Journey: November 2012
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Sunday, November 4. Silhouette of emptiness, wrapped up in thoughts of nothing less. My chest is pressed, as I attempt to cross this bridge you're building. The last few days, I've been feeling like I've making an impressive dent in the progress of getting this house back in order. Blimey. And there was me just thinking I'd done so much already, when now I just feel deflated. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Life throws all sorts of crap at him. Yet somehow he still manages to pick himself up. Music is a huge.
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Some Guy On A Journey: Silhouette of emptiness, wrapped up in thoughts of nothing less. My chest is pressed, as I attempt to cross this bridge you're building.
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Sunday, November 4. Silhouette of emptiness, wrapped up in thoughts of nothing less. My chest is pressed, as I attempt to cross this bridge you're building. The last few days, I've been feeling like I've making an impressive dent in the progress of getting this house back in order. Blimey. And there was me just thinking I'd done so much already, when now I just feel deflated. Tuesday, November 06, 2012. I dont know how i come across your page. Your titles are so depressing. Thursday, December 13, 2012.
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swisslet: rule number two...
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52% intelligent. 9% modest. More monkey than bear. Tuesday, 28 July 2015. Fairly early on into my training course for my PADI Open Water diving qualification, I was introduced to the two golden rules that all scuba divers must live by:. 1) Never, ever hold your breath. 2) Always look cool. But you have to admire the chutzpah that sees them attempt to style out their bulging lycra in the face of all taste or good judgement. Honestly. People, eh? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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swisslet: win yourself a cheap tray...
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52% intelligent. 9% modest. More monkey than bear. Tuesday, 4 August 2015. Win yourself a cheap tray. The view from the castle. The salad I had for my lunch today had a lovely sticker on it proclaiming “Tastes of the British Isles”. This prompted me to wonder if the UK really did taste of beetroot, lentil and goat’s cheese. After some thought, I decided that I thought that it maybe tasted a bit of beetroot. So that's £3, yeah? One of Tony's excellent pictures from the weekend. A fantastic few days in gre...
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Some Guy On A Journey: And there's a part of me that still believes, my soul will soar above the trees. But a desperate fear flows through my blood, that a dead love's buried beneath the mud.
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Sunday, March 31. And there's a part of me that still believes, my soul will soar above the trees. But a desperate fear flows through my blood, that a dead love's buried beneath the mud. I'm hoping that going forward, I'm going to see a slight improvement in my finances. My role at work has switched, and if I can make it work, then hopefully my earnings will improve. Then perhaps I can start to make a dent in this debt, and do some more things around the house. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Without...
