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Tag Archives: The Pixies
The Big Yin Comes Home
Image: BC I actually forgot to blog on Saturday morning. When I got up, I got tore into my “to-do” list for the day and stayed in the zone all day, and I just forgot to do it. When I … Continue reading
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Tagged Aramadillo, Blogging, competitions, curry, design, Edinburgh's Hogmanay, evening out, Football, Glasgow Billy Connolly, M8 motorway, Madness, Reading, red wine, rejections, Scruffy Dog Review, SECC, Sport, St Mirren, steak dinner, Submissions, The Pixies, websites, Writing
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Freedom from the Mundane 
Sea Of Blue
I slept in this morning. It took me 20 minutes to leap out of bed like little Lester, get showered, dressed, download my emails, and leave the house. As I was walking round to the bus stop I felt myself … Continue reading →