Blog Posts
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#WhatWouldKevinBaconDo
This post starts with a dream, but it gets better so please say with me. Last night I dreamed that my mum needed a new kettle. We went to an electrical appliance shop where she fell in love with a stove-top kettle. Having an electric hob, I tried to explain to her that not only…
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So long, and thanks for all the films.
So, Blockbuster is in the first throws of administration. I may not have a job very soon and I’m a bit sad about that. I love my job. Seriously, I love working at Blockbuster. Not because it’s such a fabulous company, but because the job itself is fun: I get to chat about film and…
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A Wee Black Dog
I made a quiet promise to myself that I was going to blog once a week this year. I didn’t ‘go public’ with it because that just adds pressure and makes me less likely to do it, just to be awkward. I’m like that. Anyhoo, for a variety of reasons too boring and personal to…
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Happy New Year!
Happy New Year to everyone who has read or commented on anything I have written here over the past year. I hope 2012 was a good year and that 2013 will bring you peace, health and happiness. Be kind to each other.
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Santa and Sexism
I am proud to publish here a piece my 17 year old daughter, Claire Thomson, wrote in response to an experience of everyday sexism. Last week, I was at a party in a rural community hall. Around fifty alcohol soaked under twenties bounced off walls plastered with posters advertising salsa for the over 60s, French…
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It’s Christmastime….
What does Christmas mean to you? As atheists we don’t celebrate the Christian holiday – which was borrowed from the existing Pagan Solstice celebrations when Christianity was introduced to Europe. Even the Pope has recently gone on record saying this. But we do celebrate: we buy each other gifts, eat too much food and avoid…
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Am trying HootSuite again, so disgusted
Am trying HootSuite again, so disgusted am I with the new Tweetdeck. We’ll see how it goes. What do you use?
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Reader’s Block
I can’t read any more. I haven’t lost my ability to decode the squiggles on a piece of paper or computer screen, rather, I have lost interest in reading. And as a writer, that is worrying.