Entries by LloydHM

The day I ‘nearly’ joined the army

I remember looking through the window, trying to work out what job I could do to earn a similar amount of money I was on, when a soldier came to the door in camouflage garb and invited me inside the shop. I was outside the army and navy shop, just off Trafalgar Square, and I […]

Making life simpler

A couple of days ago, I spent time going through all of the direct debits and standing orders I no longer needed or rated. For years I had systematically joined a host of institutions and societies which I thought gave me some sort of 'respectability'. I stopped going to meetings back in August and in […]

Trust the gut

After the New Year madness in the Clyde, I drove down South, dogless and keen to know whether fate would give me reason to stick around or not. I arrived home and checked my post and emails – no documents. I sent an email from my iPhone to my contact explaining the frustration of needing […]

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New Year and Snakes Blood Soup

I have never seen in the New Year in Scotland.  I have been there for the period between Christmas and New Year lots of times, but generally drove back down for the night itself to be spent in Calais Gate with chums. Last year was spent in with the lost love. So soon after Dad […]

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Doing is the best practice

It was May 2009.  After seeing a white suited man tending his bees in Herne I immediately started to watch bee keeping video’s on You Tube and bought ‘The Dummies Guide to Beekeeping’.  I was brought up to understand that Granddad had always said, “There’s not time lost in reconnaissance”. Reconnaissance involved not just watching […]

How I started to keep bees

Twelve years ago, I worked in a homeless hostel just South of London Bridge, not too far from the Tate Modern.  It was during that time that I met a guy who worked for the same charity.  Let's say his name was Richard.  Richard was a senior manager, whilst I was a grunt, trying to […]

What are you doing with your house?

“What are you doing with your house?” came the message from Facebook. My pal, already looking to take care of my fish, was inquiring about the gaff. In my ‘no-plan’ plan, again I had not really thought about the detail and so having thought about it for all of a millisecond, I answered, “probably going […]

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Facebook and fish

In my house I have three aquariums. One is significantly bigger than the two others and has six coldwater goldfish swimming in it (one big and five very small).  The two small tanks were bought for me by my lost love as birthday presents a few years ago.  At their zenith they accommodated a thriving […]

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Dogs are such ties

Having the idea to walk away is one thing; actually walking away is another "What about the dog for God sake?" That is a good question. I love dogs and have lived all my life with them. Honey, Penny, Tess, Pip, Fynn and Noggin have acted as hairy punctuation marks, defining episodes both happy and […]