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. My diary entries simply record what is on my mind and reference many years of personal knowledge, insight and experience. I also like to keep them brief; they are not essays after all!
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Beer Week!
A friend arrives today from Yorkshire, on the eve of one of the biggest beer festivals in the country. I am looking forward to it!
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Morning Coffee?
This morning I am enjoying my cappuccino but not as much as I used to – it is not as hot as I like it. I think my espresso machine may be on the blink which, given that it is less than 10 years old, is somewhat distressing. Can I afford to replace it?
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Working Retirement?
This morning I feel up against the clock. I have three big jobs to get done in the next few days, but hopefully friends and family will get some enjoyment from my efforts.
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Ukrainian Vodka!
It is mid-morning and I am reasonably well recovered from an over indulgence in the pub yesterday. It would seem that drinking neat Ukrainian vodka after a number of beers may have been unwise given my somewhat hazy recollection of getting home…
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Forever Home?
This morning I am looking forward to good conversation and a few beers in a pub in town. I will forget, for a few hours at least, about my failure to find a ‘forever’ home at a rent I can afford.
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Meaningful Meetings!
A full day of ‘meetings’ ahead – a far too formal term for encounters with friends and family. No doubt topped-off with a pint or three in the pub.
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Future History?
I am not feeling well and consequently felt I should not post my morning diary today. But then, it should be a ‘warts and all’ affair and not all the good stuff.
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Walkable Towns?
This morning I am waiting for a much-needed grocery delivery, which triggered a train of thought about walkable towns – and how good they would be for our physical and mental health, sociability and economy. But its only a dream…
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Crashing Curtains!
Sometimes trivial things can get you down. Yesterday I went from being pleased with myself to tearful in seconds, just because a pair of curtains – and the pole and fixings – came crashing to the ground.
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Mortality & Home
I was born in Newton Abbot hospital and I was reminded this morning of a thought from some years ago about wanting to live there. Not the hospital, but a flat that my old maternity ward was converted into. Does that seem strange?
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Gas, Lies & Jolly Japes
These days it feels like every day is All Fool’s Day, as so many people are fooled by preposterous but strangely believable lies. Today I am celebrating, but in a very low-key manner.
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Nervous Sleep!
This morning I have dry, heavy, sore eyes – a symptom common in my working life and which I attributed to getting up unnaturally – when a clock said so rather than when my body. I am glad those days are over, but every now and again they return…
