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one more sleep…
It’s crept up fast! The weeks have flown by, with the snow trying to put in another appearance (although with far less success than at the time of the last post), and I’ve had trips to see the Nutcracker from Covent Garden courtesy of the Stephen Joseph’s streaming programme, my regular trek to Brixton Academy for Gogol Bordello ten days…
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i probably asked for that…
Well not intentionally, but I suspect my cheerful eschewing of the treadmill in favour of blue skies and fresh air well and truly backfired on me yesterday. Whilst the plummeting temperatures don’t bother me unduly (being made of sturdier stuff than it might at first appear) my trusty Brooks running shoes were not designed for Arctic expeditions. Nor are…
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friday i’m in love…
Black Friday, that is. As deep rooted and complete as my loathing for the wholesale hijacking of other nations’ customs and traditions undoubtedly is, any event that allows me to both spend and save money at the same time by providing exuberant discounts on things I had already planned to buy gets my vote, and as with last year’s bargain-fest…