Aus dem Liewen
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Ee luese Start an een neit Joer voller Pläng
Ech starte mat vill méi Energie an dat neit Joer ewéi an dat lescht.
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Hapax legomenon
I’m writing weeknotes despite not feeling like it, because you can’t form a habit if you only ever do it when it’s fun.
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Is it a bird? Is it a plane? It’s a dog!
Superman, Sunday carvery and finally seeing the first Hollywood film executive produced by one of my best friends.
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Taylor Tomlinson saved me
I have finally seen Taylor Tomlinson live and it was everything I hoped it would be.
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Sou jonk komme mer ni méi zesummen (an ech war net mol dobäi)
Eng Réunioun, op déi ech net war, een Oasis Concert, op deen ech net war, a Klenschen zu Hollywood.
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Films galore and a bit of Tafwyl
Trying my hand at spoken word poetry, finally seeing Mared live and watching a lot of films (some great, some truly awful). Weeknotes for week 24 of 2025.
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Wonk this way
Arthole market, Welsh jazz and the first Berliner in years. Weeknotes for week 23 of 2025.
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Gelato from a garage, art from a skate park and a demon from a kiln
Remastering a short film from 2005, listening to an opera singer talk about asparagus and finding out Patrick Stewart exists as a historical person in Star Trek.
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Weeknotes (21/2025)
Making croissants, singing Dugga Doo all day and despairing at artificial “intelligence”.
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Fire in the hole
History might be shouting at us what will happen next, but for some reason nobody will listen.
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Belonging, once
Nothing might have changed since the Brexit referendum on June 23rd, but in reality, everything already has: I have lost my home.
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John. Forever.
It’s been a decade since my grandad passed away. He will never know the person I have become.
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Feed your mind
D’Entscheedung, eng nei Sprooch ze léieren koum aus engem traurege Moment eraus: ech hu schon ëmmer, wann ech um Buedem louch, komplett nei Saachen a mengem Liewen gebraucht, net onbedéngt fir mech direkt ofzelenken mä well et sech eben vill méi schwéier op negativ Gedanken konzentréieren léisst wann een et mat neien Informatiounen voll pucht.
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Domatter wier meng zukünfteg Karriär gebongt.
I had a dream last night that me and @tnjh owned a hotel together. It was awesome. — Mark Chatterley (@Nufkin) March 13, 2012 @Nufkin Not knowing @tnjh, why do I have images of Guest House Paradiso in my mind? :P — Glynn (@Wee_Jubya) March 13, 2012
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Glécklech sinn
Réckblécker schreiwt een anscheinend an der Regel Enn Dezember oder Ufank Januar, hunn ech mer soen gelooss. Dëst Joer ass no mengem Kalenner – där hunn ech dank menger Mamm endlech een mat ville schéine Fotoen drop – kaum zwee Méint al an et fillt sech trotzdem un ewéi wann et schon erëm misst op
