An unrelated photo, simply coz it's St David's Day (17 March 2011)

I *heart* the NHS

I’ve been raiding a friend’s bookshelves of late and have been gorging myself on cycling books, mainly about touring and seeing the world, though she’s been slowly steering me towards autobiographies, such as Lance Armstrong’s account of his battle with …
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Luckily, Snipe keeps me company in the numpty room (27 May 2010)

N is for …

n+1 The formula for dictating the minimum number of bikes a person should own, n being the existing number. Having recently doubled the number of wheels in the shed (a Marin hybrid and an Orbea road bike) , next on …
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Horatio goes outside for the first time (18 October 2007)

K is for …

Kittens! Come on, admit it, you can’t resist. Or if you can, you have a heart of stone. Kindle I keep to-ing and fro-ing on the idea of an e-reader. I become far less sentimental about “real books” every time …
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The War Memorial in Brompton Ralph, west Somerset (30 June 2011)

H is for …

History I stopped enjoying history lessons when the lessons stopped being about people. Well, my GCSE and A-Level teacher didn’t help matters either, but a subject that had hitherto fascinated me suddenly became inexplicably boring and I stopped working. It’s …
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Two (non-hobbit) feet in the Ionian (11 May 2006)

Frodo lives!

Although I’ve read The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings more times than I can count, I wouldn’t exactly class myself as a massive Tolkien fan – I’ve never read more than a few chapters of The Silmarillion and …
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Ogmore beach (13 December 2009)

And a bottle of rum?

I’ve never pursued sailing as a hobby, which is odd when you consider that I’m a sailor’s daughter, but I spent my childhood enjoying landlubber activities and the open sea, despite being on the doorstep, remained my father’s territory and …
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