the merits of frozen broccoli

I have succumbed to the merits of frozen broccoli.1. It doesn’t cost 12.99 a kilo (thank you Olsen’s Corner Foodworks that is daylight broccoli robbery to which I refuse to stand and deliver).2. You don’t discover it already going yellow in the crisper three days after you’ve bought it, at which time you throw it […]

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the merits of frozen broccoli

I have succumbed to the merits of frozen broccoli.1. It doesn’t cost 12.99 a kilo (thank you Olsen’s Corner Foodworks that is daylight broccoli robbery to which I refuse to stand and deliver).2. You don’t discover it already going yellow in the crisper three days after you’ve bought it, at which time you throw it […]

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Wendy’s Week of TV: Part 33

Work has been absolutely flat out this week, what with Term starting tomorrow and everything. So my television watching has been a little random, a little distracted (although I think it’s Cubitt that argues this is typical TV viewer, i prefer to give it my full attention), and just basically a little of the usual […]

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Wendy’s Week of TV: Part 33

Work has been absolutely flat out this week, what with Term starting tomorrow and everything. So my television watching has been a little random, a little distracted (although I think it’s Cubitt that argues this is typical TV viewer, i prefer to give it my full attention), and just basically a little of the usual […]

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An autumnal poem

To Autumn: John Keats SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, 5 And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and […]

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An autumnal poem

To Autumn: John Keats SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, 5 And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and […]

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Watch, Listen and Singalong: Part 13: The Weight

I like this song. I did find the original version but decided to share this instead. That’s all really. Except that I wish I could play the violin as a fiddle. And what a great name “Old Crow Medicine Show”. There might be some kind of country music fan (note: not the kind that likes […]

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Watch, Listen and Singalong: Part 13: The Weight

I like this song. I did find the original version but decided to share this instead. That’s all really. Except that I wish I could play the violin as a fiddle. And what a great name “Old Crow Medicine Show”. There might be some kind of country music fan (note: not the kind that likes […]

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This little fish had a brainwave

This little fish had a brainwave. She’s now swimming both with and against the current. (I know technically that fish have very very tiny brains and almost no memory or attention span). Yet, in a sense that’s very appropriate for writing a review of a book about television. Notes and drafting have been completed.

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next stop flushsville

I’m currently having a debate with myself over how to write a book review that is due tomorrow. The book is about television and by a well recognised author in the field. My problem is I really don’t like it, didn’t get anything out of it, thought it was repeitious of previous work, and was […]

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