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Scribesphere tweaks
A couple of little changes and releases to the little corner of the internet running here.
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After the Rain: Trafalgar Street’s last bookshop
The slanted shelves in the window were like a huge spiderweb, waiting to trap the unwary booklover, while the rickety broken step leading down to the basement was a trap waiting to keep you there among the sci-fi and childrens books.
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Weekend’s sketch
A long while back, I signed up for the local sketchbook challenge. Reader, I failed. But I’ve really enjoyed digging out the pens and pencils for the pages I did do, and hope to carry on and make the time to do more. In the meantime, I’m going to also try posting some of the…
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The Wheat of Human Connection
Sorting the wheat of decent, meaningful connections from the chaff of low-effort, low-meaning connections
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A memory of doors
Everything changes except the position of doors. Wandering down the road to the cafe, I try to remember which shopfront was which business a quarter of a decade ago. It all looks different now; palimpsests of signage peer down, but despite their gaudiness they cannot hide their spatial permanence.
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February 2025 notes
Not finding much time to blog lately, or not happy the energy to write properly. But that makes me feel bad – the longer I go without posting, the harder it feels to come up with something. Maybe I’ll get back to more “casual” blogging, thought-of-the-day style, tiny updates, marking the passage of time with…
