I am, quite literally, back in the house. Our September road trip is finally documented — exhaustively so, and now with extra free photographs in most entries — and normality has ruled during the four months since then. Many birthdays, for instance, have come and gone. A chronological subset follows:
Me
Chris
Neil
Devon
Jesus
my Dad
2010
In amongst all this, Coba [...]
I had a good Christmas, I really did. Ash & I found a great new flat in “Hillside”* a few days before Christmas, paranoically calling the letting agent almost as soon as we’d left. We spent the evening before Christmas with the heating at full bore, playing with our respective new toys, then drove over [...]
We spent a pleasant Christmas at my parents’ place over in the Kingdom; my first Christmas spent in a house I actually own will just have to wait its turn. Speaking of which, it turns out buying a flat is a licence for relatives to abdicate responsibility for aforethought in the present buying process. “They [...]
of random bits today, rather than a coherent post.
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Ruth was working on Christmas Eve, in a little bar a couple of towns along from my parents’ house. I drove along to pick her up after the pub had closed and they’d had a chance to close up, at about 1.30 am. When I [...]
For the first time in almost a decade, I’ve done most of my Christmas shopping before the day itself. I still needed to get something for my Mum and to pick up some wrapping paper and cards, and so on Sunday I walked along to Stafford Street to make my yearly pilgrimage to Studio One [...]