Monday, 31 January 2005

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Monday's Life Class I skipped a couple of classes. So on return, once again it feels like I haven't been in an age. The mo...
Sunday, 30 January 2005

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Headline A man sat on the bus reading the Sun. The frontpage headline shocker said, "Mafia's Plot to Kidnap Clary". What on ea...

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Passing Clissold Park The teams are getting the Talk. They are in appropriately matching kit despite the fact that its a Saturday norming pa...
Thursday, 27 January 2005

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Children Today has been a terrible day. Just overwhelmingly bad. The Boyfiend and I went for a meal after work, sat down talked through my d...
Wednesday, 26 January 2005

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New Office, New Politics Reading today's Guardian about office environments where the politics are bad for us (whilst in a cafe down th...
Tuesday, 25 January 2005

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Whats Happy? Blue Witch started something. She asked us what makes us angry . We all wrote our answers into her comments box. Some of the re...
Friday, 21 January 2005

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Old Couple An elderly couple approach the bus stop, a girl moves her bags so they can sit down. "Na, don't worry yourself dear,...
Thursday, 20 January 2005

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Launch A name-change launch party of an organisation we fund took me to the Abbey Community Centre just behind Westminster Abbey. While I wa...
Tuesday, 18 January 2005

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Fashion Faux Pas She was gorgeous. She wore purple stiletto boots to the supermarket and although strutting home with supermarket bags dangl...
Saturday, 15 January 2005

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Techniques for Tights-Wearers with Hairy Legs Explained to me by my good sister in Dundee (where its so cold you really need the extra layer...
Thursday, 13 January 2005

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I had a Dream I was getting married. Sometimes it was a quick wedding with only a couple of witnesses, and sometimes it was a big church wed...

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Waiting Drinking coffee in a window seat watching the rush hour outside. People walking. In the dark. On the reflective street. Red light ac...

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Peckham Snippet Two middle aged men in puffy jackets come out of Nettos on Rye Lane. "Chris he dead, he was kilt." "No, no,...
Wednesday, 12 January 2005

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Morning Winter sun dappled through silver birch branches warms my eyelids and flickers gold and blue inside as the train trundles through Pe...

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Most Popular Images Keeping a keen eye on the stats, as I'm trying not to do, I notice that there are three very popular images in the a...
Tuesday, 11 January 2005

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Christmas Tree First thing this morning I came out of the house and turned up the street for the station as usual and noticed that a red bmw...
Monday, 10 January 2005

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Monday's Life Class Its been a long time - but I went back despite being absolutely knackered. Drawing a model we've drawn qui...
Sunday, 9 January 2005

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Magicians SO the bus driver was being a jobsworth and not opening the doors until he was right outside the bus stop, despite the fact it was...
Saturday, 8 January 2005

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Pisshead So we'd drunk long cocktails in a Mexican bar in Charlotte Street. I had a pear and elderflower martini. Bails and Heather each...
Friday, 7 January 2005

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Gales Well we're not really having any but the low cloud is racing, big bits of ash (or it could be torn up plastic) fly past the window...