Wednesday, 25 November 2009
Faces From Before
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Nobody remembers who shot the photographs. Nobody even remembers the names of some of the people who were there that day. One shows ...
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Sunday, 22 November 2009
Curled Up in Front of the Fire
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Patrick´s not going to London now, as broken cats cost so much to fix. Nowadays, everything´s measured against the cost of cat surgery....
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Sunday, 15 November 2009
Hot November
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The weather is chilly and wet. It´s the time of year that the bread won´t rise and the check don´t come in the mail, and nothing else happen...
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Tuesday, 10 November 2009
We Thought He Was a Goner but...
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I leave home for five days, and look what happens: Two days in, as I think I reported previously, Gladys Chicken died. She had been fee...
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Friday, 6 November 2009
Retail Therapy
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Here is a quick and inelegant update on Life As Rebekah. I am currently in Ghent, Belgium, being utterly spoiled by my dear friend Filipe...
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Monday, 2 November 2009
I Knew a Woman, Tired in Her Bones
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It should´ve been a lot of fun, but it happened too late in the year. My bones were tired out before it started, so I lived through it i...
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Monday, 26 October 2009
The More Things Change
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We live in a little town in a great, wide plain. A great, wide sky yawns open overhead every day and every night, offering an ever-changing ...
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