Tag: writing
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15 – 19 April 2024
Tuesday “Surely they can’t get on, bro?” It’s a fair point, but the driver doesn’t reply to the man in the corner, pressed against the door. Instead he keeps that door closed and opens the ones in the middle. Somehow, two more people squeeze on. I walked halfway to the station but chose to get…
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8 – 12 April 2024
Monday Some days I feel like I could walk through the wood forever. It would help if it was bigger of course, but still. Woods then, if not this wood. Today the birds are singing, there’s petals scattered across the paths from flowers blooming so high you need to crane your neck to see…
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2 – 4 April 2024
Tuesday Heavy rain starts at 4:11am. At 7:24am I look at the wrong clock and it says 6:24am. Despite the fact it’s both meteorological spring and astronomical spring, it’s also British Summer Time. I’d been planning to walk soon, although not today. But there’s a break in the rain and only three people at the…
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25 – 29 March 2024
Monday A litter-pick in grass so wet it soaks last week’s mud from my boots. It’s a plague house, so I sleep in the spare room and leave the curtains open, just for the joy of seeing the moon print bright rectangles on the wall. Tuesday Walked to the earthworks while there was a gap…
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11 – 15 March 2024
Monday “Here you go!” I hand (the other) T a second bag of trash. I met him earlier when I was halfway through the pick. The bag was already three quarters full and he took it off my hands and gave me a fresh one. I say “There’s a wheelchair down there and two tyres.”…
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4 – 8 March 2024
Tuesday Awake at 3:01am. It was still raining at 7am and I missed the bus to the station twice: once as it drove past my door and again as it completed its circuit, crossing its own path a few streets over. From the top of the bus in the city I heard a wheel squeak…
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26 February – 1 March 2024
Monday ‘Severe weather warning: moderate rain.’ I wonder how both parts of that statement can be true, but you can’t argue with the weather. Despite the warning, every hour from now ‘till sunset is marked with a wind icon in the app. It’s 4 degrees and I want to stay home but I go out…
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12 – 16 February
Monday I watch a man walk towards me with his dog. He’s old, but the dog is not. Every few steps they stop for the dog to sniff at the undergrowth. I smile and say: “That’s gonna be a long walk…” and the man’s face brightens under his cloth cap. “Tell me about it, she’s…
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5 – 9 February 2024
Monday The first miniature iris of the season are out. I love these flowers. Tiny and exotic. Less exotic: the litter pick. Along with everything else, six large canisters of nitrous oxide. You could be forgiven for thinking the change in law has had no effect, but you would be wrong. Now, instead of the…