Saturday, 26 July 2014
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Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Day 154 - Stop All The Clocks
(W.H. Auden)
For Jasmine, who loved the clock tower in the main street.
A beautiful, warm, and humourous woman, gone too soon.
I will miss laughing in your shop, and the way you let my kids touch all of the stuff and how you loved Carys and her quirkiness. And I will miss your kind words and encouragement.
xxx
Monday, 2 June 2014
Sunday, 1 June 2014
Saturday, 31 May 2014
Friday, 30 May 2014
Thursday, 29 May 2014
Wednesday, 28 May 2014
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
Monday, 26 May 2014
Sunday, 25 May 2014
Saturday, 24 May 2014
Friday, 23 May 2014
Thursday, 22 May 2014
Wednesday, 21 May 2014
Tuesday, 20 May 2014
Monday, 19 May 2014
Day 139 - What You See
Today I received a lovely notebook from my friend Nadine, scattered with some fantastic photography-related quotes like this one from Henry David Thoreau -
"It's not what you look at the matters, it's what you see".
Sunday, 18 May 2014
Saturday, 17 May 2014
Friday, 16 May 2014
Thursday, 15 May 2014
Day 135 - One Hundred And Five In Dog Years
Ripper turned fifteen today.
Quite amazing for a Labrador, although unofficial records say that others have lived to anywhere between twenty-four to twenty-nine years of age.
He was a pet shop special, probably from a puppy mill, bought in the days before I even realised they existed, much less knew how awful they were.
Sold as a pure-bred, we received a phone call a few days later informing us 'the vet' thought there was 'something else' in him, and would we like to return him?
There was no way that was going to happen.
Ripper barely set a foot wrong, even as a puppy, apart from the odd escapade with Whoopi (who died in 2011) where they ended up in the pound.
There have been times over the last couple of years when I thought he wouldn't last the week, but he keeps on keeping on, albeit really slowly these days.
He is the most gentle, smart and intuitive dog. I don't think there'll ever be another one like him.
Happy birthday, old mate.
Wednesday, 14 May 2014
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
Monday, 12 May 2014
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