Still having (Brexit) nightmares

This is a post about Brexit. I didn’t mean to write it, honest. But I keep on having nightmares. Proper waking at 6 a.m. cold sweats. And because my brain is wired to write, I know sometimes that I’ll only get back to sleep if I do that. So here we are.  Sorry…. My night-terrors keep on spinning round the same old yarns, but it basically boils down to this: we appear to have lost the capacity for reason. Let’s break that down. The Office of Budget Responsibility, the government’s own department, thinks that we’re economically in for the toilet. …

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Face Blind

Hello everyone else who struggles with face blindness.  It’s not uncommon, but it is still embarassing.  I don’t have a particularly severe or remarkable form, but I am really crap at faces. On a short-term basis, if I meet someone at say, 4 p.m., and at 8 p.m. go looking for them in a crowded room, I’ll absolutely recognise them second I see them.  But if the search is troublesome, I won’t be able to physically describe them to a stranger.  The most I can ever manage is a vague sort of – “short” (most people are short to me),…

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Adventures in Berlin

Ich liebe Deutsch.  Actually, that’s not entirely true.  I have German family, and after the Brexit vote went and applied for German citizenship.  Dropping my paperwork off at the embassy, the gentleman who examined it reported that it was “very organised” and I just about managed to stop myself from shouting, “see?!  I belong!”  Unfortunately, turns out that before 1952 women under German law were considered adjuncts to their husbands, and since I’m trying to claim citizenship via my Gran, and she married in 1948, turns out she doesn’t count.  If she’d been male, she’d count, and I’d be hugging…

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Some Days In The City

‘Tis the season of grass pollen and brown fluff, and all across London people are snuffling, coughing and choking their way through a gently, if variably beautiful summer. Growth is everywhere.  Trees that five weeks ago were stubby twigs with tiny buds are now dangling over the pavement, forcing people to duck beneath them as they scurry around.  Along the canal, the walkway has halved in width in some places as wild blueberry bushes and giant budlias have suddenly spurted forward, growing just fast enough to remind you that urban civilization is indeed a tender thing, and will fall within…

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You, me and the environment

(A shout-out must go to the podcast “Reasons to be Cheerful” for reminding me that this is very, very worth blogging about more….) I’ve stood for local council for the Green Party in the past, and done a bit of work for them.  And it was exhausting and frequently stressful, and every time the last ballot was counted I swore never to do it ever again, and it is also and incidentally the right thing to do and I’ll probably muddle in again in the future despite being bored of hummus. Because let’s face it, climate change is the single…

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