December 2010
5 posts
Why I don't send Facebook Messages.
It’s Boxing night, traditionally the night we all go out and meet each other for our yearly ‘So, what are you doing now?’. There are a few people I’m really interested in seeing, in an effort to see one I actually used Facebook to send her a message, I’ve not seen or heard from her in about 6 months. And this is why I’m not allowed to use Facebook. Names have...
Dec 26th
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The Walking Dead of Winter.
Walking at night the town where I grew up. It welcomes me with open arms as I wander over paths that remember my name, my step, that look up to me even if I am still a stranger to those around me. Beside it the sea a welcome friend, the smell, the sound, the reflection of lights sparkling on a bay, I am alone, me and the town. I walk in the darkness the voices of a podcast in my ears for company,...
Dec 25th
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Surviving Winter in the City.
Well I wrote an Article for Half A Giraffe which is here http://halfagiraffe.tv/index.php/surviving-winter-in-the-city/
Dec 20th
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After the Punchline.
The moments we are alive, the moments where we carry the weight of living of a heart beating and beating and breathing and our need to breathe and the years rolled by, over us, around us, the moments we carry, the memories, the stresses and the responsibilities of the place that we are right now. Alive. Surviving. Trying to do the best we can. That weight that pulls us, the gravity of our...
Dec 14th
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Twitter Guess Who
As a child I never really played many board games, mostly because of the level of violence it drew out of my brother and I. One game I do remember is playing Guess Who in a neighbours house, it’s like a cheap version of a photofit and you have to ask yes or no questions based on a person’s description.  The group of people are remember being in the game are these.  ...
Dec 5th