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Resolving stuff - Karen Bush

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I don't remember asking Santa for a penguin ... Yeah, a stuffed rat. Just what I wanted ...   Right, that's Christmas and New Year over and done with. But before you start looking forward to the orgy of chocolate otherwise known as Easter, there's just the little matter of New Year's Resolutions to grapple with. I'm not making any - I never do these days, as I'm so bad at keeping them and then have to deal with the guilt of letting myself, or worse still, others, down. Except for one, which is not so much a resolution as a brilliant writing tool. I am notoriously lazy about writing: I'm fine if I have a tight deadline, but when it is a self-imposed one it is far too easy to find a good excuse for changing it. Things like the egg timer never works for me, as I can sit there for the full allotted time fiddling with unnecessary stuff or staring vacantly out of the window. Then I was given the gift of Linowrimo. We named it after its invento...

A Very British Blog or Not - Chris Longmuir

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I was invited by John A. A. Logan to take part in A Very British Blog Tour 2013, but being me I was a bit slow to get off the mark, so instead of being part of the tour I thought I would simply explore how British I am by answering the same questions that everyone in the tour did. Now, according to the rules of the Blog Tour, there is a dress code, and as I am averse to dress codes it’s maybe just as well I’m doing my own thing. If you want to know what the dress code is, after all you may want to follow it! Here it is:- Gentlemen will wear suits, white shirts and dark ties (or kilts, sporrans, baggy T-shirts etc). (Tartan ties are expected wherever possible). Ladies will wear dresses (one inch above the knee, no higher, no lower) and floral summer hats (or baggy troosers and bunnets if preferred). A break for TEA and cucumber sandwiches (or Irn Bru and Girders) is expected at some stage and is permissible. The list at the bottom of the page is not a queue. We British hate qu...