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The Gedle Sez: December 2010
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Friday, December 31, 2010. These paragraphs from "The Spring Tune" out of. Tales from Moomin Valley. Get me every time:. It's the right evening for a tune, Snufkin thought. A new tune, one part expectation, two parts spring sadness, and for the rest, just the great delight of walking alone and liking it. But this evening Snufkin felt rather sure of his tune. It was there, waiting, nearly full grown - and it was going to be the best he ever made. Labels: books I like. Wednesday, December 29, 2010. My favo...
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The Gedle Sez: Love the cat.
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Friday, May 6, 2011. The inside cat would like my attention. She wants to sit on the pages of my assignment which are spread around me in a half circle in front of the fire. When I decide to tidy up a bit she jumps about trying to sit on the papers I am touching, only for me to add them to the pile and reach for another one which she must, in turn, sit on. I go to the kitchen to check her food bowl and she follows, purring. It's full. I didn't want her. One night, when my girlfriend of the time had been ...
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The Gedle Sez: February 2011
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Monday, February 28, 2011. Run(ning) up a blind alley full of hatred and dark breath. Listening to Afternoons on National Radio one afternoon last week I was lucky enough to hear Gary McCormack, a resident of Christchurch, reading this poem:. What the Drummer said to the Drum. Sitting in my comfortable chair in Dunedin in the days following the earthquake I had felt an urge to write a poem in response. But in the end I felt that from said chair there was nothing I should say. Anyway, in his latest post.
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The Gedle Sez: April 2011
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011. Not yet. Brideshead takes over. I'm looking, no, staring, at the front page of. By Stephanie Meyer and I just can't do it. I will. .just not today. The problem is I've just finished reading. By Evelyn Waugh, and, perhaps fittingly I'm reluctant to hurry the drifting away of that world from my mind by pushing another story in just yet. This is the only of Waugh's novels that I have read, but, judging by other of his titles -. A handful of Dust, Decline and Fall -. I haven't been a...
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The Gedle Sez: March 2012
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Friday, March 30, 2012. Night visitors and job interviews. Last night I lay awake, unable to sleep. It was not, though you might have thought it would be, because my wife had come home with possibly life changing news - the possibility of a new job for her in a new town and all the upheavals one might anticipate with moving teenagers. No, it wasn't that. It was because the cat hadn't jumped on the bed. This time, nothing jumped on the bed. What were you doing? Is there a hedgehog under the bed? Well yest...
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The Gedle Sez: March 2013
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Saturday, March 23, 2013. Guided practice in the workshop. Guided Practice in the Workshop. Related to plasterboard as they have some prior knowledge to which to attach the concepts we are encouraging them to learn. In a maths lesson, students may work together or individually on a problem requiring use of the day's concept while the teacher oversees them as required. Information combined with an experience may mean little without an ensuing reflective dialogue. Reflective dialogue following new informat...
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The Gedle Sez: Funny what you find in old exercise books...
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011. Funny what you find in old exercise books. And so." he said, smugly for he was a man full of brass and warm wind, happy to stand in the spotlight. And so." he said. louder this time as he had noticed my attention had drifted to the window. He cried, louder than the first two times. July 27, 2011 at 3:24 PM. I like this. I can see that boy on his bike discarding rubbish and that blustering man, as if I was right beside them. I wonder if it is a childhood memory? The queen of night.
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The Gedle Sez: March 2011
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Thursday, March 31, 2011. I know, I know, it's nowhere near December but I'm staying in tonight. It's not Matariki, it's not even the chinese new year, not an equinox, a solstice and the lunar perigee was a fortnight ago. In the morning, as they all stumble in late, on every desk will (probably) be a brand new, shrink-wrapped set of stationery. Oh the joy in their darling hearts! This is a festival few of us are aware of. If you see an accountant tomorrow, be sure to wish them a happy new year! My hat is...
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The Gedle Sez: January 2011
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Thursday, January 27, 2011. They have ridiculously long legs if you ever get to see them, they're "absolutely adorable" if you listen to the Queen of Night, and "riddled with disease" if you listen to anybody's Mother. This one. has left a collection of turds all over my pantry floor around the big bag of cat biscuits. Don't get me wrong. I thought it was absolutely adorable too a couple of years ago when it started. Little did I know that that was the thin end of the wedge. And I had to see. I walked ou...
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