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Dear exclamation mark – an apology

It seems I have come to a stage in my career when I must embrace the exclamation mark. All opinions expressed are my own and I hope to be a reformed character soon. Advertisements

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Dear exclamation mark – an apology

It seems I have come to a stage in my career when I must embrace the exclamation mark. All opinions expressed are my own and I hope to be a reformed character soon.

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SCROOGE STRIKES BACK – COMING SOON

THE BARHUMBUGINATER – Work in progress As Christmas approaches we are determined to make this happen. Please don’t judge the designs they are merely doodles. The picture person is working hard to make sure that every little sproggit puts the

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SCROOGE STRIKES BACK – COMING SOON

THE BARHUMBUGINATER – Work in progress As Christmas approaches we are determined to make this happen. Please don’t judge the designs they are merely doodles. The picture person is working hard to make sure that every little sproggit puts the

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DDay – Digital day with BIMA and Sapient Nitro

Doing out little bit of good for our little bit of the world ‘Is that actually real?’ asks Baheem after seeing the Sneakapedia video. Baheem, 14, is a pupil (and Sneakerhead) at St Paul’s Way Secondary School, and he’s possibly

DDay – Digital day with BIMA and Sapient Nitro

Doing out little bit of good for our little bit of the world ‘Is that actually real?’ asks Baheem after seeing the Sneakapedia video. Baheem, 14, is a pupil (and Sneakerhead) at St Paul’s Way Secondary School, and he’s possibly

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So I imagine this will be the place where I blog about things I found on the ground, doors I inadvertently pass through and all round noice things on the web that catch my eye.

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So I imagine this will be the place where I blog about things I found on the ground, doors I inadvertently pass through and all round noice things on the web that catch my eye.

‘Lose your words in a high wind’ – my grandma’s favourite poem what I wrote like.

  ‘Lose your words in a high wind’ Farewells flung at parting trains, And thrown from cliffs To sailing ships. Retorts muttered as asides The thees, the prithies, the thou arts. Radios left on; No-one hears, forgotten song.   I

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‘Lose your words in a high wind’ – my grandma’s favourite poem what I wrote like.

  ‘Lose your words in a high wind’ Farewells flung at parting trains, And thrown from cliffs To sailing ships. Retorts muttered as asides The thees, the prithies, the thou arts. Radios left on; No-one hears, forgotten song.   I

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When choosing a husband

                The Mother lay on her death bed, Her daughter by her side, “You can tell a gentleman alone by his shoes,” “Your father was a fine gentleman, With fine stitching upon his

When choosing a husband

                The Mother lay on her death bed, Her daughter by her side, “You can tell a gentleman alone by his shoes,” “Your father was a fine gentleman, With fine stitching upon his