Let the great world spin. The stars wheel across the sky. We come once again to the Summer Solstice. A day of equal measures. Not in terms of light and dark; that honour falls to the Equinoxes. More in terms of equal excitement at this being the Longest Day, and knowing that tomorrow we begin … More Solstice Solace
Week Three started with repeats. No surprise there, really, because each week of the programme begins with repeats on a Tuesday. If I had a little more enthusiasm, I’m sure I could root out some sort of gag about all this. But I think you know me well enough now. Make up your own joke. … More Rinse and repeat
I have made yet another short film. Here is the link. I think I may have mentioned this in passing in previous blog posts. It’s clearly not a film about running. Nor does it offer much by way of great detail on the technical aspects of construction. But there is a lovely frog in there, … More So… I made another film
Week Two of the Programme has drawn to a close. Or finished. I could have just said finished, I suppose. But I went with the idiomatic turn of phrase. Hemingway would have tut-tutted at that. Indeed, he would have tut-tutted at ‘at that’ too, come to think of it. Extraneous material. He’ll probably come back … More Glimmers…
A very quick note to say I started this blog eleven years ago on this day. Here is the post. The posts have not improved in quality over the years, I am sad to say. But they have certainly increased in terms of quantity. So there’s that! More anon. unironedman x
Chariots on fire. No, that’s not a typo. I started my programme this week, and it’s trying to kill me. As an aside (who, me?), Gary wished me well for the first run of the plan, which was on Tuesday, and I pointed out that it all technically starts on Monday. With a rest day. … More Chariots on fire
“The problem is all inside your head”She said to me“The answer is easy if youTake it logicallyI’d like to help you in your struggleTo be freeThere must be fifty waysTo leave your lover” ’50 Ways To Leave Your Lover’Paul Simon It took quite a while of pounding the pavements and putting sports-shoe execs’ kids through … More Make a new plan, Stan
A week of dodging, of sorts. It would have been nice to dodge the infection that has been hanging around for too long now; it’s been an unwelcome house guest that seems to have settled in, put its feet up and is not keen to pack up its things and bugger off. Sore throat, head … More Dodgeball
May has a habit of sneaking up on you. And the sneakiest part is that it manages this trick every year! There are several clues that one of the calendar’s finest months is upon us; the explosion of Cow Parsley in the hedgerows, the longer evenings (together with the intrusive inner monologue of the distance … More “I’m walkin’ here!”
Way back in the mists of time, or 2002 as some folks like to call it, one of Ireland’s biggest political parties – Fianna Fáil – came up with the election slogan ‘a lot done, more to do’. Like all political jargon, it manages to pack in absolutely nothing of substance in its manifest wonderfulness. … More A lot done, more to do…
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