THE SMALL THINGS

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

Showing posts with label the human condition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the human condition. Show all posts
Tuesday, 19 May 2015

In which I get back my mojo.

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Today, I talked to an equine dentist and two shrinks. I was in heaven. I love people who are clever and thoughtful and I love people who are...
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Tuesday, 25 November 2014

A small ambition.

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I met some absolutely fascinating people today. One of the great things about my work for HorseBack is that I encounter people I would never...
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Friday, 7 March 2014

Absolutely no idea what I am talking about.

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Author’s note – warning for incoherence. Sometimes I sit down and let my fingers run over the keyboard and something comes out and I’m not ...
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Wednesday, 2 October 2013

The dark night of the soul

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WARNING: written after low-grade virus and disturbed sleep patterns. Very real danger that it makes NO SENSE AT ALL.   I have spent two da...
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Tuesday, 13 November 2012

In which I have far too many things to say and am not sure I manage to say any of them

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There are days when I don’t know what to write. Must give them SOMETHING, yells the sergeant-major part of the brain, crossly. But there is ...
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Monday, 5 November 2012

Misconceptions and consolations

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I suddenly realise that I have, slowly, stealthily, created a great fantasy around my father’s death. It is that it was magnificent. Not onl...
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