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I have a thing for bikes and old motor cars. Bikes were easier to come by. My early cars came in little match boxes, or had the rather unglamorous moniker Dinky Cars. Not awe-inspiring when you are ten. Even so, … Continue reading
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I was in Klaipeda, Lithuania a while back and the entire town centre was going through a rehab. It was looking fabulous. I couldn’t get too close to this door as that half of the street was full of building … Continue reading
It’s summer and I have a hard time writing when the sun is out. I live in a climate where the sun doesn’t put on his hat too often. So on those days my mind wanders to other … Continue reading
‘If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.’ Haruki Murakam I love this quote. I’ve always read widely and without any sense of purpose. … Continue reading
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I was near the Haagse Bos and turned down a little street and discovered this curious Dutch Door with a large bat flying over the door. No one was around to ask…why the bat? Vampires indoors? Or just batty about … Continue reading
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I had to stand in a little alley way to get this door in full frame. The door itself fools the eye as it is in reality, a very short door. It is the impressive bits around the door the … Continue reading
There has always been the cry– all the best writing is dead. Readers have been dumbed down. Literature is dead. I have to agree with Dame Gail Rebuck’s recent comment, “It’s the power of books. People aren’t dumbed down–it’s a fallacy”. … Continue reading
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Birthdays….what a brilliant way to mark ones journey through the world. I just celebrated one. With the adults, it was lovely dinners at their homes, or in nice restaurants, but with the various children, well there was no escaping the … Continue reading
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We were all taught early on in school that you don’t end a sentence with a preposition, but sometimes naughty things happen. The classic example is… What did you step on? We would never write or say– What on did … Continue reading
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I was back in Oxford on a Bank Holiday. I always vow to never travel on Bank Holidays and yet here I was thrashing my way through the crowds. The line at the Thornton’s Ice Cream window was a mile … Continue reading
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