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Towing the Domestic Line

Because sometimes you just want to make roast pork and cabbage with root vegetables.

Even if you exist in a construction site with no working sink 7 more words

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Unpronounced Obsessions

I found myself giving in, every time I would see the new moon. Maybe I was losing the will to fight or I was obsessed. At the back of my mind rang the warning bells, trying to grab me and bring me back from the bridge of the insanity of my sprouting obsessions, but yet I found myself ignoring them. 89 more words

Burning Thoughts

New Sock Day

I rarely, if ever, buy socks. I can remember the last three times new socks came into my life: a) when I got a bulk pack of gold toe/white top cotton crew socks for Christmas in 2002; b) scoring a bulk pack of cotton no shoe socks at a White Elephant in 2009 (someone got the socks and threw them into the “free to good home” pile. 374 more words

Living On The Edge

"I punched a shark!"

No, not me.

But Mick Fanning did. And it’s onĀ every news channel in Australia. Seriously. At work, my desk is under three flat screen TVs. 43 more words


Living on the Edge: Oatmeal

Or, as they call it here, porridge. But, being an American and not an orphan, I call it oatmeal.

I’m a big fan of instant oatmeal for breakfast. 723 more words

Living On The Edge

Living on the edge: Sunday

I sat down to write about how I was completely useless today, but I actually was relatively productive. I mean, if you don’t count that 2.5 hours I was stuck to the couch, watching… 102 more words

Living On The Edge

Postcards from the Edge

Hot off the press is my latest book, just published by IVP. Here’s an extract from the Introduction by way of a taster;

“In my living room there hangs in pride of place a dark brown frame. 496 more words