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Month: July 2025

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The Rearrangement: a modern story

Amari

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Athena pointed to a place down below. ‘Ethiopia’ she said to Amari. ‘A place where the children starve, the women get raped and mutilated and the men play war. They fight over the usual male grievances; sovereignty, land and religion. If they were each given their own piece of land…

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Growing Old Wisely

Erosion of free speech

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I shouldn’t read the news because I despair. I shouldn’t take notice of the things I see on social media because it makes me anxious. I should live in a little bubble and protect my mental health. Or I could wake up. Last night in good old Keighley town they…

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The Meeting

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These weren’t siren calls they were the opposite. They were the screeches, the wails and the screams of vengeance. The anger of the dead women so visceral and potent it was starting to scorch the world down below. ”Where do we even start there are so many?” asked Juliet during…

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Words

Heatwaves and AI

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This weather is magnificent. This whole Summer has been so far. As a little gardener it’s been a fabulous mix of glorious sun with enough rain in-between to help with the watering. On Monday with the aid of a gadget I obtained after much reading of reviews from trusty amazon,…

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Growing Old Wisely

Apps and online help and general fuckwittery

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Apps. I want to talk about apps. The little irritating junky things they want you to download onto your phone to access everything from a prescription to a service provider. Designed for the young and flexibly fingered. And perfectly sighted. I’m computer literate. I have a tower pc in to…

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Summer noise and burst pipes

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Every year I forget how noisy this season is. Great industrial, howling lawnmowers a persistent screech of busyness. The strimmer and the hedge trimmer manned by men with noise cancelling headphones, oblivious to anything around them including children and small dogs. The communal areas, the church gardens, the cemetery and…

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