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I'm not sure she understands the complexities of such a word, or its connotations in certain contexts. Quite aside from its origins in the early nineteenth century and subsequent widespread adoption as a result of the rise of the telephone, it is far more than a simple greeting. A poorly considered "hello", u… Read more »
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It is one of those peculiar late-winter days; neither warm nor of a particularly compelling coldness. In places, frost hugs the ground but with no real enthusiasm for the task. A distant sun, too bright to be pleasant, too subtle to be warm, watches over proceedings with an air of polite detachment. And on th… Read more »
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If all the emails I get are to believed, there are a string of eastern European ladies that miss me terribly; a myriad of companies waiting to pay me many times my current salary; a wealth of diet pills that would make me smaller; even more definitely-not-diet pills that would make me... erm... bigger; and a… Read more »
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I have another cold, or rather I have the remnants of one. It's lingering now in its 'not quite dead' phase and making the most of the opportunity. For the last week I would have been able to fill a tissue on command, should such a command have been issued (it wasn't, thankfully). I'm convinced there's a rule… Read more »
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I once grew my hair so long that I could sit on it. The first time I found that out it was a bit of a surprise—and not a welcome one. The second time, I decided I was going to need to be a little more careful when sitting down in future. Those days are long gone. These days, if I get hair between my fingers w… Read more »
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While I no longer go out of my way to watch television, there are still a tiny handful of shows that I am partial to. Even so, in these cases, I will normally purchase a DVD or blu-ray boxed set of the entire series rather than watch it on television when it is scheduled to be on. On occasion, however, even t… Read more »
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Every so often, fate is more forthcoming with the creek than with the paddle. Monday morning was a perfect example. It would have been fun if I enjoyed cold weather, frequent changes of transport and a lack of personal space. I'm not a huge fan of any of those things. And especially not all at once. Since ch… Read more »
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It's odd to think that at the end of the month, my blog website will be three years old. Something I originally decided to do just to keep myself motivated when it came to writing seems to have lasted far longer than I expected. That basically means I have a website full of three years' worth of inane ramblin… Read more »
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And another arbitrary time on which to stop the weather maps. I rarely watch television at all, but when I do, I usually watch the news. It's what happens to be on while I'm eating, which is about the only time I spend in the living room where the television is. But I digress. A section of the programme is al… Read more »
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Coventry's council has very recently had a blue line painted on the pavement between a point in the city centre and the train station, just outside our city's famous ring road. Since the train station is virtually next door to my office building (at least until I change jobs later this month), and I walk thro… Read more »