the tiny narrative

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I think I’ve seen my face more in the last eleven months than I ever have before. And not how I’m used to seeing it either — reflected in the mirror or…
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And what is it really to you? One hour late to dinner on a Friday night with no one but the two of you please and the whole weekend stretching out in…
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or why I envy a girlboss trad wife-lite vlogger. Like many of us, I have been thinking about work a lot lately. I have been asking questions like why…
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Once you notice the way Rego paints hands you can’t unsee them. No one ever holds anything loosely in her work. Hands as big as dinner plates, they…
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"My entire pandemic experience can be summarised in one TV show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It’s consumed my life in a way no piece of media has ever…
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For the last two weeks I have been, not obsessed exactly, just actively engaged in making a diamond art painting...
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What does it mean to dress gay? Can you tell someone’s sexuality by how they dress? The answer is of course not and 100% yes. And why do I care so much…
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In June, Jackie and I cleared the back corner of the half of the garden of the flat we rent in the hope of growing a lawn instead of the tangled mess of…
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A *very* subjective and incomplete list. I think we can all agree 2020’s main season arc was a pile of crap so I’m going to celebrate my personal top…
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"I feel a great responsibility for time" Sara Baume writes halfway through handiwork, a sentence which I read and immediately put the book back down to…
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and the downfall of puppy brain or why I didn't send this newsletter for two months
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I have always lived in houses or flats joined to other houses or flats. What I mean to say is, I have never lived in a home wholly detached from…
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