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25 – 30 May 2026
The coffin was light because she was old and somewhat diminished when she was placed inside. But the surface looked like metal and no matter what we said, he assumed it had a weight to it. In a break with protocol he climbed low on to the counter, squatted like an athlete doing deadlifts at…
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18 – 24 May 2026
18 May “Fuck!” I make a run for the stile as the horses pound their way downhill. I was up with the singing wren at 5:19am and out in the sunshine later. There’s a smell of woodsmoke in the air and looking down from the top of the Silent Wood I can see why. The…
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8 – 16 May 2026
Catching up. Spring is a good time to go to Greece because all the wildflowers are out. The glossy blood-red poppies, chamomile daisies, lantana and rock roses, small purple scabious, tall wild mallow. They’re all over the archaeological sites and knee deep under the silver-green olive trees. The ice saints are in the news at…
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27 April – 1 May 2026
Monday Sunrise: 5:40am Pay last weekend’s sunshine tax with a litter pick. A row of stationary cars builds steadily beside me as they wait for temporary traffic lights to change. I feel self conscious. Am I weird? This is weird. I hold up cans and let them drain before crushing them underfoot. Pick them up…
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26 – 30 May 2025
Tuesday Sunrise: 4:53am Awake and ready to start the day at 1am, but the day isn’t ready for me. I check again, hourly, until 6am. At 7am the park is empty but for the birds and nothing feels right. I wonder, genuinely, if I’m really awake. Run across the road to dodge the traffic, arrive…
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19 – 23 May 2025
Monday Sunrise: 5:02am I went to Sutton Hoo last week and loved it. All the volunteers were friendly and each one told us something new, something that fascinates them about the history or what was found there. And what a place of finds! Imagine being so loved, feared or revered that you’re buried with such…
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5 – 9 May 2025
Tuesday Sunrise: 5:23am Dandelion clocks are ticking in the park, standing a head higher than the daisies which are still tightly shut at this hour. I say hello to CML on the way to the station; she’s walking her dog. Someone has kicked two empty canisters of nitrous oxide to the curb. The big canisters…
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28 April -2 May 2025
Monday Sunrise: 5:37am Awake at 4am. Fell back into a dream in which I did some research, wrote a project plan and hired a contractor. By the time I woke again it felt like I’d done a day’s work. The woods are still full of bluebells. Today I took the path by the fields to…
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27 – 31 May 2024
Monday A bank holiday. I finish making a gift for a friend. In the evening I stumble across a bacchanalian orgy. I planted seedlings earlier and the slugs are everywhere, drunk on rain and fresh possibility. They’re draped across leaves, sliding across plants, the earth and each other. Fat, thick, long, short, leopard spotted, orange…
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19 – 24 May 2024
Saturday “Everyone told her to stash them here, that’s what they said. They said no one comes here, so just come back and get them later: the garden statue and a long, shallow planter. They said you’ll never carry them back together, too heavy. It was just a yard really, between the backs of buildings…
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