A lament, to the bookmark…

One thing I truly lament, with the passing of hard copy books into eBooks, is the associated passing of bookmarks, which inspired this:  From fancy to plain, Reading will ne’er be the same, From the exquisitely crafted, To the message stuck in passing, The ticket stub, Much creased with love. The airplane ticket, Marking a […]

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The “No Assholes” policy

Recently the unit complex that I live in had a facelift, a refresh, an update into this century, of both aesthetic aspects, and necessary maintenance. At the time it was like tradie-palooza at the complex with pliers of various trades coming round to provide quotes into the quote lottery draw. It was a truly stressful […]

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Have we lost a bit of style?

I was watching a doco the other day about type- setting, and how, in the USA,  old type presses are becoming community restoration projects, and how they offer a different product to the current media, in terms of texture and shape, look and feel, of a printed product. I love this resurgence into these crafted, and sometimes […]

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Thank you for your random acts of kindness (in case no one thanked you at the time)!

Kindness matters! All these things matter. Our acts of kindness. Our generosity of spirit, our humanity. It is so, so important. And we need to make sure that we stretch our kindness muscle every now and then. In fact, more often than that. Sometimes we do things in the street (that sounds bad!) that make […]

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The joy of dieting, whilst looking for work, and learning ballet

This is my life at the moment, well apart from the book and the blog, and the dog, I’m looking for a job, losing weight, and learning ballet. Joy 1: Looking for work (not a true joy) I haven’t looked for a job for about 11 years. I’ve been very spoiled and all the good, […]

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Where’s the reality (TV)?

My beef with “reality” TV.        I know I have skirted around this topic in a recent blog, and many a facebook rant. But I really mean it. I find reality TV puerile. Meaningless. Contrived. Because – and here’s the shocker – IT ISN’T REALITY. Its barely TV. The reality of what? Seriously […]

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