Happy times. Happy birthday C!
Showing posts with label nonsense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nonsense. Show all posts
27 March 2007
07 March 2007
jennie-come-latelys...
Even though we know it, it's nice to be reminded once in a while that we're the Jennie-come-latelys... ;-)
02 March 2007
quote...
Picasso: "The best way to preserve tradition is to have children, and not by wearing your father’s old hat."
(from The Forgotten Ways)
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(from The Forgotten Ways)
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23 February 2007
the sixth “slightly weird” thing about me…
6 - …is what happens while I’m sleeping. I have chronic nightmares and talk in my sleep.
The former was most prevalent when I was a small child and bordered on night terrors. I only ever had about half a dozen recurring nightmares which I just kept revisiting. I still have very vivid dreams almost every night.
The latter, I seem to always have done, probably always will do. It seems to happen especially when I’m stressed or very busy. My mum has had several perfectly coherent mid-night conversations with me over the years – all of which I’ve had absolutely no recollection of in the morning!
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The former was most prevalent when I was a small child and bordered on night terrors. I only ever had about half a dozen recurring nightmares which I just kept revisiting. I still have very vivid dreams almost every night.
The latter, I seem to always have done, probably always will do. It seems to happen especially when I’m stressed or very busy. My mum has had several perfectly coherent mid-night conversations with me over the years – all of which I’ve had absolutely no recollection of in the morning!
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13 February 2007
blog famine/ feast...
I’ve been far too busy at work (new contract, since you ask – wonderful, passionate, scary, big, important stuff, which might or might not leak on to here at some point in the future).
Things that I’ve not blogged because of being busy:
Steve Chalke’s interview in Education Guardian
An interesting but old Naomi Klein interview
And last week’s PHENOMENAL (and I don’t use that word or the CAPS lightly) Duke Special gig. It’s not too late to catch him on the road round the UK. Do it. I urge you.
Plus JonnyFun’s tagged me to let you know "six slightly weird things that you probably didn’t know about me". Now this is hot on the heels of the "five things that you probably didn’t know about me".
Frankly I think you all now know more things about me than most people I see daily so I might not take up the tag (shushes shouts of “spoil sport!” from the back). But then again I might if anything strikes me…
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Things that I’ve not blogged because of being busy:
Steve Chalke’s interview in Education Guardian
An interesting but old Naomi Klein interview
And last week’s PHENOMENAL (and I don’t use that word or the CAPS lightly) Duke Special gig. It’s not too late to catch him on the road round the UK. Do it. I urge you.
Plus JonnyFun’s tagged me to let you know "six slightly weird things that you probably didn’t know about me". Now this is hot on the heels of the "five things that you probably didn’t know about me".
Frankly I think you all now know more things about me than most people I see daily so I might not take up the tag (shushes shouts of “spoil sport!” from the back). But then again I might if anything strikes me…
technorati tag: nonsense
07 February 2007
tinkering times...
Thanks to Sal, I ended up spending an hour or so on Monday night making envelopes out of magazine pages and writing cards to send to people. Sal's new year's resolution is to send more real post to people... I like that!
06 February 2007
cynicism, realism, resignation, whatever...
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult who is overly nostalgic about childhood.
I have decided I wouldn’t like to accept the “responsibilities” of an eight year-old again. I always thought McDonald's was more of a punishment than a treat. I never spent endless summers playing in the mud – I was too busy reading indoors, complaining about being bored, falling out with friends, or arguing with my brother. I hoarded my pocket money, counted it obsessively and pestered my parents as often as I could for a “raise”. The trees on our road were all dead from Dutch Elm disease, and the closest I got to altruism or a bake sale was a Blue Peter “Bring and Buy” – and only then because I fancied Peter Duncan and wanted to get on TV.
I don’t think there was a time when life was that simple. I knew my colours, times tables, and nursery rhymes, but there were the things that I didn't know that did bother me – I once asked my dad why they couldn’t just print more money to stop people being poor. I was all too aware of all the potential for things to make me worried and upset – my brother being hit by a car, some of my family emigrating, the cat getting run over… I wanted to think the world was fair (but I knew better because once my whole class got held in detention for something that one girl did). I wanted to think that everyone was honest and good (but my mum was a magistrate and I quite often sat at the back of court waiting for her, so saw quite a lot of loss and punishment). OK, I did believe that anything was possible (but I still think it is). I want to be continually aware of the complexities of life AND be overly excited by the little things too.
I don't want my day to consist of easy nostalgia about how life was better back then… and in the time I’m waiting for the somewhere over the rainbow to arrive, I recognize that I’ll have to settle for computer crashes, piles of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, gossip, illness, and the loss of loved ones… Life’s like that – it was when we were eight, whether we knew it or not… But I do still believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, humankind, and making angels in the snow.So I’m keeping my cheque book, my credit card bills and my pay slips, if that’s alright. I am not officially resigning from adulthood.
(Without apology to this.)
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I have decided I wouldn’t like to accept the “responsibilities” of an eight year-old again. I always thought McDonald's was more of a punishment than a treat. I never spent endless summers playing in the mud – I was too busy reading indoors, complaining about being bored, falling out with friends, or arguing with my brother. I hoarded my pocket money, counted it obsessively and pestered my parents as often as I could for a “raise”. The trees on our road were all dead from Dutch Elm disease, and the closest I got to altruism or a bake sale was a Blue Peter “Bring and Buy” – and only then because I fancied Peter Duncan and wanted to get on TV.
I don’t think there was a time when life was that simple. I knew my colours, times tables, and nursery rhymes, but there were the things that I didn't know that did bother me – I once asked my dad why they couldn’t just print more money to stop people being poor. I was all too aware of all the potential for things to make me worried and upset – my brother being hit by a car, some of my family emigrating, the cat getting run over… I wanted to think the world was fair (but I knew better because once my whole class got held in detention for something that one girl did). I wanted to think that everyone was honest and good (but my mum was a magistrate and I quite often sat at the back of court waiting for her, so saw quite a lot of loss and punishment). OK, I did believe that anything was possible (but I still think it is). I want to be continually aware of the complexities of life AND be overly excited by the little things too.
I don't want my day to consist of easy nostalgia about how life was better back then… and in the time I’m waiting for the somewhere over the rainbow to arrive, I recognize that I’ll have to settle for computer crashes, piles of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, gossip, illness, and the loss of loved ones… Life’s like that – it was when we were eight, whether we knew it or not… But I do still believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, humankind, and making angels in the snow.So I’m keeping my cheque book, my credit card bills and my pay slips, if that’s alright. I am not officially resigning from adulthood.
(Without apology to this.)
technorati tag: adult resignation
04 January 2007
Sleb Big Bruv...
Stick a fork in me - I'm done.
Because Mark Lawson's Comment is Free article is all I'm going to need to read about this entire series. Ta for that, Mark.
So early, so easy, so painless. Now pass the fork...
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Because Mark Lawson's Comment is Free article is all I'm going to need to read about this entire series. Ta for that, Mark.
So early, so easy, so painless. Now pass the fork...
technorati tag: celebrity big brother, mark lawson
20 December 2006
in a packed programme tonight...
...it's Happy Christmas from me, and Happy Christmas from him!
So, we're off up north for a few days in a wee while, and things might be a bit quiet round here till the new year. Until then, wishing you and yours a happy and peaceful Christmas.
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18 December 2006
five things...
Darn that emergentkiwi! Just as this was starting to calm down, and I thought I’d escaped the possibility of being tagged, he went and got me…
Five things you probably didn’t know about me:
1 - I won a public debating competition when I was a teenager and as a part of the prize, got chauffeured to London to visit Parliament for the day with Dr Liam Fox MP (the now Shadow Secretary of State for Defence).
2 - In sixth form, I took two extra classes and dropped one - S-level English Lit (failed), GCSE Latin (grade A), and A-level Maths (dropped, it was my fourth subject anyway). Incidentally, I’ve got a GCSE in Photography (grade A).
3 - I have never (knowingly) told anyone how I vote in elections – I strongly believe in the notion of a secret ballot.
4 - For the first decade or so of my life, I was inseparable from my small toy rabbit called Jasmine (given to me by my great aunt Chrysle at my birth, and named by my brother after a similar Teddy Edward character).
5 - I knew within a week of going out with M that he was the one for me forever. Sometimes you just know, right?
I tag Ben Edson, Reach Out And Touch The Screen, Jonnyfun, Cris Acher, and Malcolm Chamberlain.
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Five things you probably didn’t know about me:
1 - I won a public debating competition when I was a teenager and as a part of the prize, got chauffeured to London to visit Parliament for the day with Dr Liam Fox MP (the now Shadow Secretary of State for Defence).
2 - In sixth form, I took two extra classes and dropped one - S-level English Lit (failed), GCSE Latin (grade A), and A-level Maths (dropped, it was my fourth subject anyway). Incidentally, I’ve got a GCSE in Photography (grade A).
3 - I have never (knowingly) told anyone how I vote in elections – I strongly believe in the notion of a secret ballot.
4 - For the first decade or so of my life, I was inseparable from my small toy rabbit called Jasmine (given to me by my great aunt Chrysle at my birth, and named by my brother after a similar Teddy Edward character).
5 - I knew within a week of going out with M that he was the one for me forever. Sometimes you just know, right?
I tag Ben Edson, Reach Out And Touch The Screen, Jonnyfun, Cris Acher, and Malcolm Chamberlain.
technorati tag: silly quiz
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