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Rhodes: '90 to '94: Nightswimming
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Thursday, October 9, 2008. Stars and Sky Below. On nights like that, the pool lay mirror-still and black, reflecting the stars like a rectangular hole in the universe. On the diving board, gazing down into the watery stars, it felt for a moment you could dive and plunge into the night sky. Once you leaped, that held-breath moment in mid-air felt like a split-second vacuum between two worlds. Back to the World. Nightswimming deserves a quiet night. It's not like years ago,. The fear of getting caught,.
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Rhodes: '90 to '94: Girls' Res’s
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008. Intended as lounges for chaste discourse and the 30 centimetre rule, girls’ Res common rooms were generally austere as a Methodist church. They lacked the empty beer bottles, overflowing ashtrays, and continuous “westerns” (pornos) on TV that made guys’ common rooms so endearing and so reassuringly like our res rooms. From Sweetie to Bull Dyke. Tim, now you're back on form! October 15, 2008 at 12:03 PM. I have no idea why I remember random shit- it hasn't made me any money.
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mumplustwo: The one about the elephant ...
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Wednesday, 9 September 2009. The one about the elephant . I'm in a terrible 'flying-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-and-only-just-managing-to hold-it-together' breathless rush at the moment, so no time for anything, other than this:. An elephant met a mouse in the jungle. The mouse said, 'Bloody hell, you're absolutely enormous.'. 11 September 2009 at 22:04. No Am just tr...
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mumplustwo: October 2009
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Saturday, 3 October 2009. In my opinion he wasn't sexy back then, either. (There are just so many things that I want to say about this photo like. What in God's name are they wearing? Isn't Australia meant to be a hot country? But I'm not going to allow myself to go there.). That Brixton Man would have. Much like Brixton Man that when he first shimmied onto the st...
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mumplustwo: How NOT to sunbathe
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Monday, 7 September 2009. How NOT to sunbathe. My friend took this photo a few sunny Saturdays ago when we were in Embankment Gardens, down by the Thames. Honey Sweetheart. Lovely girl. If, by some bizarre, freakish, cosmically crazy coincidence, you. To be one of my nine* followers, you need to know:. 2 When you lie down in a short skirt, your bottom will. To be ...
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mumplustwo: Moi
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Friday, 18 September 2009. And now I have to write seven things about myself, following the receipt, earlier today, of a lovely award from the kind (but perhaps not terribly discerning) Looking Fab in your Forties. Many thanks, Fab. You have made me (needy, with obvious self-esteem issues) terribly, terribly happy. Have an especially large nose.). 6 I think - afte...
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mumplustwo: September 2009
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Wednesday, 23 September 2009. I've received an email from Ruby's mother. Shit shit. Ruby (not her real name) was the little girl we met on holiday in Malta. After we arrived home, I rang the NSPCC to voice my concerns about her welfare. I wrote about it in an earlier post, here. God knows how her mother found my email address? Her actions are that of a sulky moody...
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Rhodes: '90 to '94: Photos
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Thursday, November 13, 2008. For those of you Facebook, you can view a bunch of photos from '90 - '94 here. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.'. Some total classics.ooooergh, all that satin.hooah.x. November 13, 2008 at 8:15 PM.
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Rhodes: '90 to '94: The San
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Monday, November 3, 2008. Policed by doughy matrons, sexless as nuns, who seemed to have been in nursing since the Crimean War, the Rhodes San (Sanatorium) had a whiff of the asylum about it; that, and a lingering smell of iodine. Iodine, a Wonder Drug Since 1897. Being bedridden in San was not a pleasant internment. At six am every morning, thermometers would be thrust into the inmates’ still yawning mouths. Temperatures would be taken, and throats re-painted with iodine. After three d...In second year ...
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SW6 mum with 2 children, 1 cat and 0 husband doing her best to keep believing that in the end all will be well, despite signs to the contrary. Saturday, 13 June 2009. Oh crap. What a day. Though it now seems that my mom's cancer was in all likelihood the result of faulty genes (her sister died of breast cancer a year later and a whole raft of first cousins went and go it, too) Eldest Daughter now thinks that everyone who smokes will die a ghastly death. So I didn't die in my bed this morning (though, giv...