THE SMALL THINGS
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Showing posts with label
Olympics
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Sunday, 12 August 2012
The Last Day
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A really funny thing has happened. Practically every single British columnist is writing the same column. I read Blake Morrison in The Guard...
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Saturday, 11 August 2012
A very super Saturday
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The Olympics are such funny things. This evening, eleven members of my family gathered in The Sister’s house. The Younger Brother and I cook...
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Thursday, 9 August 2012
Of crazy projects and gold medals
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Slight state of collapse. Stayed up all night working on secret project. It has suddenly grabbed me and will not let go. I found myself wide...
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Wednesday, 8 August 2012
In which I teeter right up to the brink of sentimentality; or, the Olympic horses make me cry
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The day ran away with me like a brumby. Family, horses, work, Olympic show-jumping final, and suddenly it is after tea-time and I still have...
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Tuesday, 7 August 2012
Of horses, gold medals and secret projects
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It turns out I have a secret project. I love a secret project. Most of these go nowhere, but merely occupy my midnight hours. This one, howe...
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