2 Day Conference

Was actually more useful than I thought it was going to be, some interesting lectures and over arching theories about English Education which I was privately comparing with Art Education and coming up with some intrigueing stuff (and part of me really wants to get back to an English Art Classroom and try out some … Read More


Day Of Fireworks

…Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Enter night Take my hand Off to never never land Something’s wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren’t of snow white Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon’s fire And of things that will bite … Now I lay … Read More


Writing

Have you ever noticed how when your writing all the people are doing stuff for a reason, there’s actual thought and plot, no one does stuff because it seemed like a good idea at the time or they were bored or whatever. I can’t get a hold of the confusion that goes on in actuality … Read More


Day Off

Just mooched around the flat all day, watched a film with Nesuphyn and enjoyed the taste of doing nothing for once. Ooooh wrote my first bit for NanoWrimo: excitement! Mooch mooch mooch.


Samhain

Woa I’m tripped out. I love this time of year, my house is decorated with silly things like pumpkins and skeletons (and will remain so until the end of witch week – blame too much Dianna Wynne Jones as a kid!) and I got to spend today doing some serious scrying and prayer. I am … Read More


Kill Bill

I have, to be honest, put down much of my liking for Kill Bill down to the fact that I really was not expecting to like it. I went because I was stresed (well, it was last year wasn’t it?!) and because it was something to do, and because I wanted to be out of … Read More


Mish and Music

If you come to my flat and you can hear that I’m playing loud music I’m probably cleaning, especially if I’m singing along…if it’s Queen or Tatu or something then the chances are I’m cleaning. If it’s Dusty Springfield, approach with caution. If it’s Son of A Preacher Man over and over again don’t come … Read More


John Peel

John Peel is dead. He died in Peru; in one of my favourite places in the world. I am more upset than I thought I would be. John Peel to me means Staying up late on, was it Thursday nights…one weekday night and listening to music which I enjoyed. John Peel of late also entertained … Read More


Dazed, Beautiful and Bruised

Well I don’t know about the second one but I was deffinately dazed and I’m deffinately bruised and scraped and damaged. I crashed my bike earlier, turned a corner on a rainy road and there was a drain cover not flat with the road, my front wheel hit it and jumped a mile into the … Read More


Sillier sides to culture

Today I came across one of the more stupid things about being alive? having friends? being British? I don’t know; who is it who has decreed that if someone says `I don’t fancy you` it must immeadaitely be followed by an apology. As though it was insulting everyone of your friends doesn’t want to bed … Read More