‘Muddling through’. There’s something reassuring about this little phrase, isn’t there? A sort of quiet confidence that neither tempts fate nor abandons hope. I’ve noticed it appearing in almost all my conversations of late and whilst I’m not sure why that is, I think there’s a touch of magic to saying those two words. There’sContinue reading “Humble Beginnings”
Author Archives: Alex
Gossamer Echoes
Imagine how many times a day your thumb glides across the screen of your phone, taps an app and you find the whole world at your feet. Now imagine a world without Wi-Fi. Tricky, isn’t it? It wasn’t until this week when mine disappeared that I realised the visceral reaction my hand has to myContinue reading “Gossamer Echoes”
An Ode to Faffing
Whilst I wish I had the talent to write a ‘proper’ ode of the poetic persuasion, alas I’m not quite there yet. However, despite my literary shortcomings, I felt that only by describing this little rumination as an ‘ode’ can I fully convey my depth of feeling on the matter. I’ve written before that IContinue reading “An Ode to Faffing”
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