Category: wibble
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tldr: bah humbug
The month of November has zipped past, and I was slightly shocked earlier today to notice Christmas cards were being displayed in receipients’ windows… and I’m struggling to find any enthusiasm at all for sending any myself this year. Christmas cards. Ok, for a moment let’s step away from the fact that Christmas is not…
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Taking to the streets
For the first year in a long time I’m not involved in this year’s Civil Act of Remembrance, and it’s given me a moment to consider some of the wider implications of the event less connected with the thing itself. I’m not ill, but Janet was covid positive for fifteen days solid and only went…
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The cost of “free” speech
Um… a thinking aloud waffle, because the ongoing implosion of Twitter has called me to reconsider my views on how I feel about free speech. It’s ok, I haven’t changed; I simply find I’m reassessing how I describe myself in that regard. I’ve always labelled myself as an advocate of free speech and an opponent…
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On your marks, get set, go!
I gave my old pushbike away last month. It was over thirty years old and went to a good home – in mainland Europe as it happens – boxed up and reassembled to be used again as a commuter bike. It was checked out after assembly by the local bike technicians who whistled appreciatively and…
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Reimagining
It’s a cold and wet day, following a sultry hot one yesterday. I’ve done all the simple things that occupy an indoor day and I’m frantically trying to put off starting some of the more difficult jobs I’ve been setting aside for a rainy day – like this one. Like a curious tongue prodding away…
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The Acceptance of Abusive Stereotyping
I was listening this morning to an audiobook I read in paper form many, many years ago. Stranger in a Strange Land, by Robert Heinlein. It is a complex future fiction book and deals with many cultural taboos in quite a forthright manner, with major characters driving a plot line from positions of liberal anarchy…
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Settling in for the long haul
Morning. Haven’t checked in here for some time. But the clocks have gone back, although only an hour whereas I was hoping for spring 1999… So much has happened, or in fact mostly not happened, over the past eight months… But maybe I’ll be working in here with some photography and waffle again. After all,…
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Leaving the Bubble
Now I have an inkling as to how astronauts prepare for a space walk… Janet has a hospital clinic in Bristol today for bloods, and despite our not leaving the house for the last four plus weeks it seems they really do want her to come in for her routine bloods. So this morning I have…
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A Public Broadcaster
My in-tray is filled with diatribes and petition sites calling for the BBC to be ‘saved’. Polar arguments are fought online; the one saying we must keep the licence fee and the other saying the BBC must be licence free. In the middle (if, frankly, the middle is where Auntie sits any more) the BBC…
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Pepper Porn
Of course, now it’s behind the curtain (so to speak) the blog can take it’s gloves off… My daily blip on blipfoto today was an abstract based on the last tiny green pepper I rescued from the greenhouse before it got its pre-winter pressure wash and polish. I may have lied about the polish. Even…
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