Piggin’ hills…
On Sunday, I went for a rather hilly (to put it mildly) ride up (in every sense of the word) to Bridgwater, then made way to the canal docks for a much more leisurely ride home along the tow path …
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Photo tag archives: pig
Spam!
I’ve never knowingly eaten spam, so can’t comment on the real-life product, but when it comes to its online equivalent … Well, you know! I’ve tried various anti-spam filters for this blog, but none have really worked. Until now. I’ve …
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P is for…
Pigs Oh, how I miss my four-trottered friends. The way they grunt and snuffle around your feet, their intelligence, friendliness, strongly defined characters, their curiosity… On the other hand, I don’t miss their determination to re-create every PoW escape from …
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M is for …
Mud Growing up on a smallholding, mud was a fact of life. As a kid, it never bothered me. It doesn’t, does it? Who cares if you, your clothes and everything you touch is covered with mud. It (mostly) washes …
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E is for …
Elegance Some people have it. I do not. I think I ended up twice in the queue for “forgets names, addresses and birthdays”. Energy None today. Late night, early start, culmination of a long week. The dog’s officially fed up …
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The cat’s in trouble again…
Missive received earlier today: Your bloody cat went out in the pouring rain, got covered in mud, then rolled all around on the clean bedding! Luckily my response expressing sympathy for the poor cold, wet and muddy Mac was met …
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Still no style … but trending
Not trendy, you understand … just trending. The theme. That’s its name. I’ve given up: I am not stylistically-minded. Like the saying goes, I know it when I see it … I just can’t, you know, make it. I was …
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It’s all about style
I have no style. As in, the blog has none. Well, very little. I borked the last theme beyond repair so I’m having another go at it, this time on a so-called ‘sandbox’ theme in an attempt to inspire myself …
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A change is as good as a rest?
My new-but-temporary headshrinker commented earlier today that I tend to veer towards compulsive behaviour. I’m sure I don’t know what he means and the *only* reason I plan to go through the painfully slow upheaval of moving the blog back …
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Stupid toothing teeth
Today, I have urgled on my sofa, pulled myself together and cycled to our monthly Stitch and Bitch group – the first I’ve made it to for ages – where I turned an old t-shirt into a potato storage bag …
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