On a personal note…

Oh, the places we’ll go!

May 2, 2012
Oh, the places we’ll go!

Many of you know, many of you may not know, that I’m in the middle of the very long and painful (emotionally) process of renewing my visa.  After jumping through many fiery hoops, including taking a ‘Life In The UK’ test (the same test they give to those requesting citizenship status), and paying nearly a...

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‘My hand’

May 14, 2011
‘My hand’

This is a picture that my aunt drew of her hand. I suppose it’s a rather cliché thing to do; draw a picture of your hand. My aunt was a great artist but never pursued it as a career, and I often wondered why. Her drawings were usually mythical settings, trees and large columns,...

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First step: Admitting the problem

November 18, 2010

I once wrote a short story; a thriller about a girl who moved into an old house, which turned out to be haunted. It was semi-autobiographical; I had just moved into a flat by myself, in a really old building and its creaks and noises would scare me awake at night, until I finally...

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There’s a girl…

September 21, 2010

A little advice, friends, please. I have a friend, and at one time we were really close. We hung out all the time, we shared a flat, we called all the time to meet up during the day, and we never really annoyed each other. But if it happened (and sometimes it would), we’d...

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