"Read me" by Anon.

Girl with a one track mind has long been a favourite read, primarily because of her open and frank discussions of her sexual adventures and preferences (and mainly because of the wit and honesty with which she writes). Surprise, huh. After the boom in popularity of Belle de Jour —does anyone still read her blog? She has posted on this topic as well— which went from “best kept secret” to “guess who” in a matter of months, the publishing of books of these so-called sex blogs seems to spark undue interest. But, now that the true identity of Girl has been revealed, again we have the press creating a hubbub where, frankly, one doesn’t really exist. In a nutshell the …

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15 years

Yesterday marked the 15th anniversary of when some bloke, sorry SIR some bloke, published some files on an international network. Since then a lot has changed. Some of it good, some of it bad, some of it mediocre, some of it, er, unmediocre. I first stumbled across the internet in my first job. After being introduced to Windows for Workgroups, my first ever experience of Windows after years of Macs, I was shown an application called Netscape, a search engine called Yahoo!, and six months later I created my first web site. Email was still limited to a handful of people, mostly in the same company, and spam was something you didn’t buy at the supermarket. I quickly found newsgroups …

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Fresh Air

Despite not sleeping well last night I was up and out in the garden early. A little bit of digging, raking and planting, a trip to the skip and I was done. All in time for lunch. Then I did nothing. Literally, nothing. I just sat in our back garden for about thirty minutes, watched the birds flit from tree to tree, the clouds race each other across the sky, content and quiet. My parents arrived mid-afternoon having visited my Gran in hospital —she’s doing fine— and stayed for dinner. They’ve just left and in a minute I’ll go and grab the remaining Equi’s ice cream that they brought (which went really well with the fruit salad we had for …

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T.F.I.F.

Visited my father-in-law last night, he’s been here for a week now and seems to be filling his days. Not that he does much, he doesn’t really have any hobbies and he’s not the most social person so Louise was worried about him, sitting in a caravan park all day. But he seems to be coping. I don’t think he’s finding it easy being back here though, too many reminders I’m sure. Anyone watching the new series of Huff on FX? Ohh and any American readers, please don’t post spoilers, we are only a couple of episodes in over here. It’s bang on the money yet again, and it’s good to see Hank Azaria in a ‘mature’ role, in fact …

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Thief and nonsense

Right, give it back. Come on, it’s not fair and it’s not right. It’s bad enough that I regularly lose little bits of it without you whipping all of it out from right under my nose. I mean, seriously, who the hell stole the past six months? One minute it’s January and the next… WHAM. It’s August. How the hell did that happen? I distinctly remember thinking, in a warm sunny evening in January, that I should set some goals and see how I’m getting on with them in six months time. Only problem with that is that I’m not a great believer in the whole “New Year Resolutions” thing preferring to take a more realistic approach. If I’m not …

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Sweat gets in your eyes

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, Engines pumping and thumping in time. The green light flashes, the flags goes up, Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup. They deftly manoeuver and muscle for rank, Fuel burning fast on an empty tank, Wreckless and wild they pour through the turns, Their prowess is potent and secretly stern. ~ Focussed, concentrating, trying to stay relaxed, trying to keep an even pace. The steady thumping of feet, rhythmic, alive, unhurried. Breathing hard, quiet in, loud out, matching the stride, arms swishing back and forth, sweat beading on brow. Around him others share the same focus, the same want, the same need. Water drips from his cap, pitter patters on the brow as …

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Granny Watch

So I visited my wee (and shrinking) Granny last night and I’m pleased as punch to report that she’s doing really well. She’s lucid, bright and yakked away for half an hour. Considering that only last week a ten minute chat was leaving her out of breath I’d say that’s a big improvement. Better still, she’s threatened not to let me visit her again unless I return with some chocolate eclairs so I’m guessing she’s back to her usual self! (the chewy sweets, not the cream filled buns. Apparently she can take her teeth out to chew/suck on them, in case you were wondering. If you weren’t wondering, apologies for that image…) Why the sudden improvement? Well it turns out …

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