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Poems of Love written in June 1942

Poems of Love written in June 1942

Poems of Love written in June 1942 I was sorting out drawers of stuff a week or so ago that I hadn’t looked at since we moved house back in 2006. I pulled out untouched old jewellery boxes and all my cheap tat, and some medium tat and some mystery might or might not be tat. Stuck to the bottom of my Gran’s red jewellery box, the one with turning ballerina and scary music, was an envelope. Very mysterious. Surprised…

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Who is Tony Robbins?

Who is Tony Robbins?

Who is Tony Robbins? You’ve heard people talking about cannabis being a gateway drug? Well, it’s maybe not the best analogy, but Tony Robbins had proved to be my gateway. Completely unbeknownst to him, he’s provided me with the lever that has allowed me to find a way into my own mind. So who is Tony Robbins? It went like this. Here’s me, headless chicken, running around waving my arms in the air. ( Word of advice, don’t ever Google…

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What the hell is wrong with me?

What the hell is wrong with me?

What the hell is wrong with me? I know, I know, probably loads of things, probably nothing. It’s all about the discovery right? Taking charge, being actively involved in my thoughts so I can spend the rest of my life doing the things I want to do. So what the hell is wrong with me? Well bloody hell. I reached 50 this summer. But apart from the odd 5 minute skirmish with personal development, it coming out a battered looser…

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What did you want to be when you grew up?

What did you want to be when you grew up?

I’ve got a rubbish memory. Oh, I’m not an amnesiac or anything. But recalling events and placing them accurately in my timeline is a challenge. I’m okay with nailing down things in the last few days, maybe the last couple of weeks. But the past is…well, it’s the past. Last couple of weeks, recently, a few weeks/months/years ago, when I was little, when I was at college, when I lived in,before we were married…that’s as accurate as it gets. I…

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