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If only…

If only…

  I’m not myself. Metaphorically of course ‘I’ and ‘self’ are two different things however that’s not what I’m talking about. No, what I mean is that I am not myself at the moment I’m writing this. I’m not the person I believe myself to be. Indeed I would go...
Swimming. Lessons.

Swimming. Lessons.

  This year I decided that I wanted to change. I wanted to be a better swimmer. I had a lot of beliefs about swimming – it’s hard, I don’t enjoy it, I’m just not a natural swimmer, it’s just something that others are good at. I can’t swim well....
Upon Reflection

Upon Reflection

I was walking along the path by the river, heading out of Richmond towards the Lock and Weir, and I passed under Twickenham Bridge. As I did so I could hear how the sound of my footsteps were being reflected back to me, echoed by the shape of the arch. I am always...
A ‘Rough’ Patch

A ‘Rough’ Patch

I work out of a number of different offices in Richmond, Twickenham and St. Margarets. I’ve also recently joined a gym. I walk between them. I like walking and at the moment I’m refraining from running (a torn ligament) and I like being able to have that...