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Showing posts with label Mrs S. Show all posts
Thursday, 8 October 2020

House We Used to Live In

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Swede Towers in the 19th Century, when it was the village shop On Monday, almost nine years to the day since Mrs S & I tipped our final ...
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Saturday, 19 October 2019

Some Broken Things Don't Mend

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To the anonymous strangers on the surrounding tables in the cafe we probably looked like two old friends having a long overdue catch-up o...
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Monday, 10 June 2019

Drunk With Sadness

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I'd like to take a moment to apologise for my ongoing low profile round these parts and more importantly offer genuine, heartfelt gratit...
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Thursday, 9 August 2018

Busy Land

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Gregorio Vardanega’s Disc and Spherical Construction, Kettle's Yard, Cambridge. Many thanks to everyone who left birthday greetings...
Thursday, 2 August 2018

I've Got to Say This, I Hope You Don't Mind

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Today is a milestone birthday for Mrs S. She sees it as a very big milestone, though of course from my aged perspective it's just a mo...
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Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Red Gold & Green #22 - Ken Boothe

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It's Mrs S's birthday. I'm writing this a few days ahead of time and we've not yet decided exactly what we're doing b...
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Thursday, 1 January 2015

Get Well Soon

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It's not been a good start to 2015 (or end to 2014 come to that) for Mrs S. It takes a lot to slow her down, but a serious bout of f...
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