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Christmas Threefer

Over the weekend I had two Christmas parties back-to-back, which was fun but exhausting (and let’s not even talk about the fact that I single-parented four kids on Sunday). The first was a work bash which was grand, and the … Continue reading

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What I Did On My Holidays, 2017-2018, Day 1

We arrived in Perth, then, early Sunday morning on Christmas eve. The flights were actually fine and we were all weirdly awake for the next leg. Smelling of meatballs[1] and with my brave troopers behind me, I greeted the Hindles … Continue reading

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Interlude: Christmas Shoppin’

Not a lot to report again. Last night’s Westworld marathon was brilliant[1], with an amazing dinner of jugged hare that Mr. BRKN shot (with a bow!) in the field in front of our house in our front yard, for the … Continue reading

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Post-Christmas Warm Down

Well, been a busy Christmas season. Lots of good food, excellent company, brilliant presents … just not much in the way of spare time. I ran out of pre-written blog posts so sat down on Saturday and scribbled out a … Continue reading

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Phoning it in, Part 2

This time, I looked away from the television – although I was loath to break eye-contact with whatever-it-was happening in front of it – and looked sceptically at the phone in my hand. “Why are you on the telephone and … Continue reading

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Phoning it in, Part 1

I looked up sceptically at the tree. It wasn’t a fir tree, or a pine tree, or any of the other sorts of trees that one would normally associate with Christmas. It wasn’t even a pear tree, with an amusingly-placed … Continue reading

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Murder most foul, part 18

We awakened, slowly and painfully, to find ourselves in a corridor. I should mention right off the bat that I can’t say much about what just happened. Sorry to disappoint you. The month or so leading up to Christmas, after … Continue reading

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