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I wrote a sketch about a wizard for my friend Nic to perform in our monthly sketch show at The PIT. At various heightened and tense moments in the narrative, I specify â€œthunder and lightningâ€, and, at the height of … Continue reading
The stars aligned last weekend. 2 separate ideas coming together to shape the inevitable future.
Itâ€™s interesting to talk to Jonâ€™s physicist colleagues, who often have a very different spin on things that happen in life. â€œNobody wants to do local galaxies anymore,â€ they say in passing at parties.
Of all the tiny triumphs and tragedies of growing things out on the balcony, the fact that the rhubarb sprouted then promptly died is probably the one I took the hardest. And with only a week or two tops left … Continue reading
Of course there was going to be fool given the date, and of course there was going to be rhubarb, since the first new seasonâ€™s stalks finally made their way into my local supermarket. I love rhubarb inordinately. My mother … Continue reading