Category Archives: memories

Inferno Unreview

This is the one where a conceited caketaker drills through the Earth’s crust only for it to cause green goo to bubble up and turn people into feeble hippy Hulk wannabes. Oh, and then the Doctor travels to a parallel … Continue reading

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Exeter Library 2

I wrote a blog about Exeter Library over a year ago. It comprised complaints about their computer service and the lack of maintenance for years. What changed? Nothing. Therefore I will be quoting extensively from my previous blog and adding … Continue reading

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Dawn Chorus

Nearly every single morning I am rudely awakened by crows dancing on the roof tiles. Not much fun. There I am asleep and suddenly the entire crow population of Exeter decides to hold an impromptu rehearsal for the all-crow performance of … Continue reading

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The Reign of Terror Unreview

The Reign of Terror. No, not about a scary king but rather a story set in France during the French Revolution, during the period known as the Reign of Terror (5 September 1793 – 28 July 1794). One of France’s … Continue reading

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I, Jackass

For many years I have striven to hide my intelligence. In my experience, people seem to mistrust those that are smarter than them. I should quantify my usage of the word ‘smarter’. It is just the best word that I … Continue reading

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I Bought a Broom

The other day I went to a local shop in order to buy a broom. Yeah, I know, rock’n’roll lifestyle, right? I go in, do the dance of the seven veils at the girl on the till who looked like she … Continue reading

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Secret Squirrel’s Avoidance (plus random poem)

Someone recognised me the other day. Somebody I went to school with, twentyish years ago. This surprised me because I didn’t recognise him. And because he looked so old. Maybe ten years older than me. Not that I am old. … Continue reading

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