Morning Thoughts From A Devon Sitting Room

When I sit down to write my Morning Thoughts I have no idea what will pop into my mind or the route my thoughts will take, sometimes making connections that surprise even me! My diary entries simply record what is on my mind and reference many years of personal knowledge, insight and experience ‘off the top of my head’ rather than any other source. I also like to keep them brief; they are not essays after all!

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  • Intercepting Rain!

    Tuesday, 10th.February 2026 It is unusually quiet this morning. The recycling team have been and gone. A neighbour has just this moment switched off her heating: the plume of water vapour through the flue in her wall – horizontal in the still air – has ceased. Somebody has called a gas fitter; a sky-blue British…

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  • Cloud Energy?

    It is cloudy this morning – nothing unusual there – and I got to thinking about saving energy – by reducing my dependence upon cloud storage…

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  • Over-sensitive?

    I feel down after any encounter with a friend, in part because I am probably ‘over-sensitive’, but it is more complex than that. I do not know how to cope with the rapidly increasing divisions in society.

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  • No.65: EcoShop Saved!

    Morning after a few beers: recalling a good afternoon in the pub – and locals saving a GreenEco Supplies shop.

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  • No.64: Tis Proper Dimpsie!

    A usually reliable Radio 4 news programme yesterday interviewed someone who gave a definition for the word ‘dimpsie’ that sounded plausible. To us in Devon and Cornwall it was incorrect.

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  • No.63: Council Housing?

    Council housing is rarely a choice any more, but in my view it should be.

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  • No.62: Hygge Home?

    Wednesday, 4th. February 2026 Someone is having home improvements done, with the sound of machine tools echoing around the cul-de-sac. It could be repairs, but I suspect improvements. Something I can only dream of. I shall enjoy my property search this morning and hopefully remain positive, despite having found little of promise in recent months.…

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  • No.61: Lights On!

    Tuesday, 3rd. February 2026 It would appear that the drab and monotonous Wet Month is followed immediately by the imaginatively titled sequel Wet Month II which, to the relief of everyone but mud surfers and other assorted misfits, I am pleased to report is shorter. I am reliably informed that sunset in south Devon will…

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  • No.60: Greedy Landlords?!

    Monday, 2nd. February 2026 My home will be subject to inspection today by the estate agent employed by my landlord. This takes place 3-4 times a year and for me is the only visible sign that they do anything at all to earn their generous fee, paid by me of course. The visitor is generally…

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  • No.59: Layered Pensioner!

    Sunday, 1st. February 2026 It is the first of the month and I have morphed into a Layered Pensioner! Actually, two thoughts occurred to me this morning, the other being that now it is February it really does feel like we are in a new year. January has gone forever! In order to combat the…

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  • No.58: Thoughts!

    Saturday, 31st. January 2026 It would appear that I am not in much of a thinking mode this morning. I feel cold, which is hardly surprising as the temperature is about 14 degrees around the home – and 13 degrees in the sitting room. There are breaks in cloud cover allowing us to peek at…

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  • No.57: Divisive Housing?

    Friday, 30th. January 2026 I feel guilty this morning as I am letting down people who mean a lot to me. I had planned to meet up with friends for one of my two visits a month to my ‘local’, which is not actually local geographically but figuratively. I have simply run out of money.…

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