I get amused by simple things. Things like how easy it is to change context by mixing up the letters in sign and sing. Spellcheck won’t save you if you get this wrong. I smile when I read that international dignitaries are coming to sing an agreement. I picture serious people in a room, and… Continue reading Singing and signing
Author: Michelle Kn Stone
Australian-born London-dweller. I love books, travel, my garden, my husband and sunshine but not necessarily in that order.
Five things: a series of lists
Five things I used to care about but don’t so much now: Gardening Posting things on Facebook My cute office high heeled shoe collection Travel Blogging Five things I would like to start doing : Learning a new instrument, like steel drums or the cello Trying more new recipes Learning to scuba dive Learning to… Continue reading Five things: a series of lists
When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
All the teachers described here are given pseudonyms to protect their real identity. Sister Mac Sister Mac taught piano at my primary school. I had several years of lessons with her as did some of my friends. I don’t think any of us were ever going to become fantastic players or go on to study… Continue reading When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
Just to assure readers my childhood was not an endless stream of torture and disappointment at the hands of the Catholic Church church. The pool We had a pool when I was growing up. Our pool wasn’t a high-status in-ground pool that needed year-round attention and maintenance. The pool we had was the lower status… Continue reading When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
I should journal more
I thought I was going to journal today, but I forgot to take my journal with me. So you poor readers will have to suffer with the small workings of my mind. Today is my third day in a row going into the office. Normally I only have to go in 50% of the time,… Continue reading I should journal more
#Latereview Stop Making Sense
In 1983, the Talking Heads made a concert film. This film became a classic and the associated album may be the best live album ever (IMHO). It’s 40 years since the film was first released and it’s back in cinemas in a new remastered version. I’ve seen bits of it (I know about the Big… Continue reading #Latereview Stop Making Sense
When I was young- it wasn’t all bad
I found my daily diary from when I was 15. The word “rage” was very popular with me that year. But I wasn’t angry in a Rage Against the Machine kind of rage. No. This kind of rage was more of a mucking about, messing around. Examples? “Went into town with (friends) on Friday night… Continue reading When I was young- it wasn’t all bad
Update
A few random thoughts from recent days. The warm late summer weather has been switched off sharply, plunging us into autumn. Part of me is looking forward to the snuggliness of autumn: comfort food, crisp days, walks in the forest with the leaves changing colour. But I forget that I don’t live in the fictional… Continue reading Update
Late summer
UK weather has been off this summer. We had a few weeks of good summer weather at the start of June and then it all got a bit sh!t. Canary Wharf pier But here we are in September and we are having a heatwave. In fact today, 7 September, may be the hottest day of… Continue reading Late summer
When I was young: School Duties
My primary school duties didn't begin and end with singing at funerals. There were other tasks those of us in our final year did as a kind of community service for the school. Some were minor, like setting up the boom box and pressing play on the cassette with the marching music that signalled the… Continue reading When I was young: School Duties
Tales from Tobhamhor 