Category Archives: Humour

The lawn

Posted on June 27, 2016 by Sue Vincent

The lawn will require attention, Though a ‘lawn’ it has not really been… It is more an uneven and ragged expanse Alternating from muddy to green. * There are holes in which moles or fieldmices Or voles may have made … Continue reading →

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Moving to a menagerie

Posted on June 8, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Let’s try this app thing on the phone… There was a point when I was sitting on the kerb homeless, surrounded by all my worldly goods while another family moved into my home behind me. Thankfully, I was only waiting … Continue reading →

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Silent running

Posted on June 4, 2016 by Sue Vincent

At some point during the second-coffee hours of this morning, the computer will join the rest of my household, concealed within the anonymity of a cardboard box and join the merry stream that flows towards my new home today. The … Continue reading →

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String theory and the decline of civilisation…

Posted on June 2, 2016 by Sue Vincent

The chicken korma wasn’t great. To be fair, I didn’t expect it to be, not microwaved directly from the freezer cabinet of the local store. But it had the advantage of speed and heat. I had wondered why I had … Continue reading →

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Obsession #WQWWC

Posted on May 23, 2016 by Sue Vincent

She says that I am Irish To be fair, I’m not so sure… Is Irish like Italian, Where passion has no cure? Where seeking to drive passion out… A new nail through the old… The new feeds no obsession, Is … Continue reading →

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Notes from a small dog – best friends…

Posted on May 18, 2016 by Sue Vincent

“Such a good girlie…” she says, scritching that spot behind my ear, “…for a change.” Which I think was a compliment.. But whatever, she seems to be pleased with me. And cuddles are always welcome. I do try… I just … Continue reading →

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Expensive taste…

Posted on May 13, 2016 by Sue Vincent

I was making small talk for a very good reason. The phlebotomy tray contained not just the usual, if overly large collection of neatly labelled vials, but an IV cannula and a couple of rather-larger-than-I-liked bottles too. The bottles were … Continue reading →

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Harbinger

Posted on April 12, 2016 by Sue Vincent

The first slug of April came in through the door, With a bright silver trail winding over the floor. I felt a bit mean taking it back outside, Though I know it will find somewhere leafy to hide. I’m not … Continue reading →

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12 signs you have a book addiction and why it matters #mondayblogs

Posted on April 11, 2016 by Sue Vincent

There is a strange urge to turn into that scruffy looking shop… a calling that drags at your gut until you succumb.Dust and grime covers everything; there is nothing in there that you would touch without a hazmet suit and … Continue reading →

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In the swim

Posted on April 8, 2016 by Sue Vincent

The prospect of going swimming regularly with my son is a pleasant one. The thought of gentle, waterborne exercise is enticing. Stiffened muscles and aching joints seem to relish the idea. Quite apart from the fact that I’d rather like … Continue reading →

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