THE SMALL THINGS

A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.

Showing posts with label language. Show all posts
Showing posts with label language. Show all posts
Friday, 17 October 2014

Some absolutely pointless Friday questions.

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I stand down by the shed, with the red mare’s head on my shoulder, talking of life and complicated families and the odd twists of human psyc...
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Thursday, 15 May 2014

Rage.

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Things have changed, in the horse world, since the days when I grew up in a racing stable in the Lambourn Valley. Some of those things have ...
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Tuesday, 12 February 2013

A moment of pedantry

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I did a terrible thing the other day. I was mooching about on Facebook (obviously not looking for horse pictures) when I came across somet...
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Friday, 13 July 2012

In which I muse on language and Twitter, on pedantry and insults

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Posted by Tania Kindersley. WARNING FOR UGLY LANGUAGE, TOWARDS THE END. It’s quite modish to be rude about social networking. First of a...
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Wednesday, 11 July 2012

Of language and horses and bankers

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Posted by Tania Kindersley. Huge breaking news: I found the mare’s sweetest of sweet spots today. In the process, she taught me something,...
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Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Brain switch

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Posted by Tania Kindersley. It seems there is a moment when the News Mammoth is rampaging so madly that it switches my brain into miniaturis...
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