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Doing Tax…

My tax return is late. Horrendously so. And so the later it gets the more I want to put it off. My desk is a mountain of papers and receipts. Looking through the bank statements that I have printed off … Continue reading

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Finally…

Finally he is gone. No more gauntness to contend with. No more gripping claws. The sigh is heavy, full of relief – for him and, oh yes, for myself. I take pleasure in buying bones for the dog. I love … Continue reading

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