Secondary School

Another excerpt from this year's NaNoWriMo - Enjoy! I'm sitting here, trying to remember the most significant memories from my time at secondary school - and struggling somewhat. It's all become so fragmented - it feels like a collection of snapshots, stored away inside my head. The strange thing about memories is that they unlock …

Infant and Junior School

While sitting at the departure gate in Frankfurt Airport, waiting for my flight home, is occurred to me that I might release another chunk of this year's NaNoWriMo - an autobiography of sorts. Today's excerpt takes you through infant and junior school with me. Enjoy! Apparently my start a infant school didn't go well. I …

9 Davis Close

I took part in NaNoWriMo this year, and set about recording a slew of memories from my early life. This is a small excerpt. Enjoy! When I was five years old we moved to a much bigger house on the other side of town. Suddenly I had my own bedroom, a new garden to explore, …

Halfway There

It feels like I've broken the blogging or journaling habit. While writing upwards of two thousand words a day for "National Novel Writing Month", it hasn't even occurred to me to write about daily life. I sit down at the old Macintosh late on an evening, type like a crazed lunatic for an hour, and …

Goodbye Sam

While running back and forth through the hallway to our front door last Thursday, Sam sat in the way - cleaning himself. He didn't seem too keen to move, and we just thought he was being belligerent. On Friday night, I noticed him walk past me in the kitchen, with a wet patch next to …

Brain Dump

I'm not entirely sure where to start. I haven't really sat down for longer than ten minutes all day. I've cleared all the washing, hoovered downstairs, cleaned the kitchen (more than once), made lunch for everybody, re-wired the phone and internet connection (which involved walking into town again to buy a wire), gone grocery shopping …

Chess and Melrose

Welcome to the junk room. I'm one can of cider down, and have just closed the web browser in order to remove distractions. It's just me, Scrivener, and the light from an angle-poise lamp standing guard on the corner of the desk. I played chess today. I haven't played chess in a very long time. …