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Wild Ride

So, Today was without doubt one of the weirdest days of my life; also one of the most fun; and one of the most tiring.…
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It’s good to talk

So, I spent an hour and a bit with my councellor today. I feel so much better; apparently it is just ‘good to talk’. Got…
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My real japanese name, apparently….

My japanese name is 中村 Nakamura (center of the village) 恵美 Emi (blessed with beauty).Take your real japanese name generator! today!Created with Rum and Monkey‘s…
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Some of you know this already….

…..so keep it to yourselves. Please don’t say (to anyone or mention on here) what Nikki and I have mentioned, if you know what we’re…
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Why is it?

That things never fit through the letter box; and that I have to drive the wrong way at 7am to go and get the bloody…
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Damnit, someone moved the goalposts

So, I’ve really been looking forward to this counselling session; a chance to just talk about my dad, and kids, and all the big stuff…
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Night of a thousand colours

I’m so tired. I came home with the intention of working, but I’ve got so little done. I have at least got a replacement contact…
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If you listen hard enough you’ll hear the sound of nothing breaking

I’ve serviced Rebecca, usual list of things; well, rather excessive paranoid list of things I do every service – I’m going to drop changing the…
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I see thy glory like a shooting star fall to the base earth from the firmament

For around 30 years people have discussed the fate of West Pier in Brighton. Promises have been made, funky signs proclaiming “this is what we’re…
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Destruction and Melancholy

I was looking, more, at this urbex site; jealous, slightly, because of what he’s had the chance to see. Well, okay, made the chance to…