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- Now at Morfa Nefyn. Goodness me it's awful lovely. 12 hours ago
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- 1977. Family holiday, Belford, Northumberland. Newspaper stop press said The King Is Dead. My dad said it's probably a mistake #Elvis 1 day ago
- 9 years ago tonight we had the whole room dancing to Friday I'm In Love, and this beautiful person became my Mrs ❤❤ https://t.co/d381tbVNX3 2 days ago
- 10 poppadoms in our pack of 8! @PremierFoods_FS can we eat the extra 2 or do you want them back? #Sharwoods 4 days ago
- RT @Tony_Robinson: Grouse shooting starts today. I detest the violence on both sides. #rspb 5 days ago
- Dad is now in care and everything is confusing in a different way. But I think a better way. I have to. #dementia @alzheimerssoc 6 days ago
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Monthly Archives: June 2012
The Smell of Other People’s Houses
When I was a young innovator of incomparable flair, humility and panache, I had the notion for a scented plug-in doohickey that filled the home with aromas of sumptuous cooking. Be assured this was ages before anyone else came up … Continue reading
Posted in Brands, Childhood, The Home
Tagged Airwick, Baking, Febreze, Innovation, Leeds, Onion Gravy, Research, Tom and Jerry
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The Hyundai Years
Hyundai, it’s announced at every match we catch here in bars – Partenaire Officiel de l’Euro 2012. I’m assuming this gorgeous brand affiliation is the case back home too.* Fucking Korean piece of shit, was how the good people at … Continue reading
Posted in Brands, Family History
Tagged Euro 2012, Ford Escort, Hyundai Accent, Top Gear, Which?
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Hearts on Fire
Wednesday night, altar server of the seventies, was Novena night, the mass when they brought out the serious glitz and pomp, when we blinged it for Mary and a small hardcore congregation of mainly quivering nuns. I liked these devotional … Continue reading
Posted in Childhood, Family History, The Home
Tagged Altar Boys, Elvis, Incense, Monstrance, Novena, Thurible
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La Vache Magique
The amah answers the door, lets in the young man with straw-coloured hair, a mustard polo, oatmeal slacks and ox-blood loafers. ‘Bonjour’, he says, and in place of raising a hat, for he hasn’t one, he lifts and lowers the … Continue reading
Posted in Family History, Travel, Work
Tagged Canada, Cantonese, French Teacher, Hong Kong, Montreal, Pinay, Quebec
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How To Open Weetabix
Readers note that since this was published – over 4 years ago – Weetabix has changed its packaging and many of the crumbly woes detailed herein are no longer experienced. Picture the scene. It’s breakfast time and you’re gagging for some. … Continue reading
Brer Sleep
My father routinely lies awake at night and this I do too. As a child, sleepless with worry about a different or unclear tomorrow, Dad from the doorway tells me two techniques. One, to think about every holiday we’ve had, … Continue reading
Posted in Childhood, Family History, Literature, Nature
Tagged Burrows, Foxes, Gaston Bachelard, Insomnia, Nests, Sheds, The Poetics of Space, Wrens
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