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  • The White Paint Horizon

    It felt immensely satisfying to reach another proper renovation milestone today: the painting is entirely finished. There are no more bare walls, exposed plaster, or primed woodwork in sight. Everything looks pristine, crisp, and blindingly white. Once the carpets and… Continue reading

    The White Paint Horizon
  • An Exercise in Fragmented Productivity

    The neighbours were almost certainly eyeing me through their curtains, convinced I’ve finally lost my mind: out there diligently mowing what remains of the lawn in the middle of a drought. Continue reading

    An Exercise in Fragmented Productivity
  • Red Tape, Finished Upstands, and 30 Minutes of Rain

    I’d become surprisingly fond of the bright red labels and protective wrapping taped across our damaged kitchen upstands. It’s remarkable how quickly the human brain adapts; after a few weeks, your eyes simply filter out the eyesores until temporary measures… Continue reading

    Red Tape, Finished Upstands, and 30 Minutes of Rain
  • Coming Out, Pen-Holders, and Superior Human Intelligence

    I was “coming out” today. I decided I needed to play it cool and not make a big fuss about my true feelings, despite being ready to share what my heart had been longing for over the past few months.… Continue reading

    Coming Out, Pen-Holders, and Superior Human Intelligence
  • The Weekly Dispatch: What’s Coming Up This Week

    Welcome to your weekly look ahead! It’s been a week of chaotic multi-tasking, bizarre physical ailments, and the ongoing saga of returning to civilisation after months of building dust. Continue reading

  • 24-Hour Dog Walks & Samsung Transfers

    Two gym days in a row! I was back with a vengeance, eager to make up for my forced two-week hiatus from exercise. The early workout was particularly welcome, as I’d earmarked the rest of the morning for transferring everything… Continue reading

    24-Hour Dog Walks & Samsung Transfers
  • Early Riser, A Sore Elbow, and Outlet Pitfalls

    4:00 AM. I gave up on sleep. Combination of lingering excitement and the sort of ravenous hunger that only follows hours of intense training, heavy driving, and general adrenaline. My left elbow is currently protesting, having been forced into angles… Continue reading

  • Imposter Syndrome, Island Roots, and the Perfect Grip

    I was so ridiculously excited about my morning table tennis session that I spent the entire drive down lecturing myself like an over-cautious parent. I had to keep mentally pulling on the handbrake, reminding myself to calm down, stay focused,… Continue reading

    Imposter Syndrome, Island Roots, and the Perfect Grip
  • Umbilical, Adages, and a London Lifeline

    As I pulled into the recycling centre with yet another car boot overflowing with cardboard, a heavy sense of repetition washed over me. This is rapidly becoming a weekly pilgrimage; I must remember to ask the attendants if they issue… Continue reading

    Umbilical, Adages, and a London Lifeline
  • Tactical Strikes and the Passionate Measurer

    I cannot prove definitively that Russell was behind the almighty mess left on the deck during one of his morning fly-bys, but I have my strong suspicions. Short of a flying cow passing over the garden, I’m not sure how… Continue reading

    Tactical Strikes and the Passionate Measurer