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Day: Apr 1, 2018

LGBT…

Where The Straight Pride Exhibit At?

1 Apr 201828 May 2019
There is, as they say, always one. At an LGBT history exhibit in a local museum, sticky-notes and pens were offered for people to post up their own thoughts and…

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  • We Haven’t Switched The Cooker On 6 Dec 2019
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  • What Was The Question Again? 22 Aug 2019
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Games and Gaming

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  • Guild Wars 2
  • LauraKBuzz
  • Miracle of Sound
  • The Jimquisition

Music

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Paganism

  • Chesterfield & Derbyshire Pagans
  • The Asatru Community
  • The Druid Network

Satire

  • NewsThump
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  • The Onion

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Recent Posts

  • We Haven’t Switched The Cooker On 6 Dec 2019
  • Joan Lambert is, simply, Joan Lambert 30 Nov 2019
  • The Ex-Saxon Proves The Rule (No? Oh, Please Yourselves) 25 Aug 2019
  • What Was The Question Again? 22 Aug 2019
  • The New Minecraft Raytracing 22 Aug 2019

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Sunset over the estuary. And what looks like a vaguely lenticular cloud above the hills.
Holy Trinity C of E Church in Skipton, UK, has glass doors. And when they're slightly open, and the sun is low in a winter morning sky, the light shines through the edge of the glass and does this to the stone floor.
Plants in a garden this afternoon, as the sun got low. This is what this moment actually looked like. But a lot of my memories end up looking like this even when the thing I'm remembering wasn't, and I've never been sure why. Odd effect, though. I writ a post about it a few months ago (I don't know if Instagram allows links in posts...): https://glassrain.net/2019/07/19/the-cast-of-every-memory/
Coffee supplement. 😬
Jewels. Plastic ones, admittedly, but shiny enough all the same.
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