THIS IS GOING TO BE SO AMAZING! In an effort to give to the South of England what the Angel of the North is to the, er, North, a competition was called for proposals to construct something in Ebbsfleet, Kent. IT IS GOING TO BE A GIGANTIC WHITE HORSE. It's going to be 50 metres …
Back to the Future
EVERY THURSDAY IS THE SAME... 10.30 a.m. I march/limp down the road. The sun is fully up, and I take grateful pulls from my echinacea-laced water bottle. It is so good to be here, right here, right now, fully alive and having worked hard. The mountains rise up above me as I walk down the …
Working on the, er Ground, Part II
More work on the bus. I spend a lot of time on buses. I wish I could spend more time on trains, nothing like a train for daydreaming out the window. So, on the bus, and I took a quick scan of my posture, which was appalling: shoulders hunched and down, bowed over just enough …
In the Region of the Lumbar
A couple of weeks ago, as Sharon and I did our regular post-lesson car-talk, she said, 'Your arse is really, really in the saddle!' Well, that is celestial music to my ears. And while it's mostly all in the hips, my lower back had finally entered into my cantering. As I progress, more and more …
THE UNTHINKABLE
I was behind the clock all day: woke, late, feeling just that little bit under the weather, and what weather to be under. We didn't get hit nearly as bad as the UK, but we've had some snow, snow that's mostly been blanketing the Dublin Mountains. I feel like I've only gotten over being ill …
Ending the Silence
It's been a while. I've been thinking about a lot of posts, without actually getting around to actually posting them. Been a bit busy, working on the tweaks required on my next novel, The Fidelity Project, a good enough excuse, I suppose... this required some thinking, too, in the midst of all the other weekly, …
The Fruits of What I Am Like
Back in October, I wrote about the lengths I'm willing to go to get people to buy my novel, Drama Queen, egregious links notwithstanding. My latest caper was appearing in a panto, which was a legitimate journalistic assignment... along with an ad thrown in the programme for free [which I designed myself, sigh.] Here it …
Working on the, er, Ground
The other day, I was on the bus, and it seemed to me that while it doesn't exactly mimic the movement of a horse — well, not at all actually, not really — it seemed to me, anyway, that if I perched on the edge of my seat, I had to keep my balance using …
Stuff!
Don't shop online when you're jet lagged. You'll buy stuff. I found a new site for jodhs, and bought a pair... and new long stick, the current one having long since lost the wiggly bit on the end... and new boots. I know! I know! But they were one sale! And they lace up and …
What If I Don’t Remember Anything?!?
I didn't change the clock on my spiffy MacBook Air, so it's 01.35 a.m., and I'm returning home after two weeks in the States, so it's not like I'm going to change the clock now that I should be getting back on it. We are delayed beyond belief, even for JFK, and the Baby Jesus …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 