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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: The train goes running along the line....
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Friday, February 25, 2011. The train goes running along the line. When my house got caught in a flood back in. 2005, I think it was, one of my possessions I most regret losing was a trunkfull of books. A lot of them can be replaced, but there are some, especially books I read as a child, whose names or authors I can't remember. Just a memory of their covers, or a story or a poem written inside. And 366 Bedtime Tales. Or something to that effect. What I can remem...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: December 2009
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Thursday, December 3, 2009. This is an article that I wrote for an assignment back when I was studying journalism. I don't think I got marked very well for it, but this is me in full description mode, and very much my style of writing. Surely no one in their right minds would want to take over the hill after such an arduous climb! 8221; someone gasped, as sounds of our inconsistent breathing filled the air. 8221; muttered Morshed, echoing my earlier thoughts. Centur...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: Glory engraved
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Thursday, December 3, 2009. This is an article that I wrote for an assignment back when I was studying journalism. I don't think I got marked very well for it, but this is me in full description mode, and very much my style of writing. Surely no one in their right minds would want to take over the hill after such an arduous climb! 8221; someone gasped, as sounds of our inconsistent breathing filled the air. 8221; muttered Morshed, echoing my earlier thoughts. Centur...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: November 2009
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Wednesday, November 11, 2009. Train of thought on the train to London. This is the latest in my attempts to chronicle my experiences in the UK. 130 pm. My first cross-country train journey ALONE! I'm on my way to Reading, and after four hectic days of assignment-doing and the resultant sleep-deprivation (yes, its one of my most-used terms! And I don't see tall buildings! Its funny how the clouds seem to close to the ground. They're in layers, the fluffy white on...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: August 2010
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Sunday, August 22, 2010. Why is that sometimes. Peace is found only. At the edge of a cliff. Overlooking a vast panorama. With green hills in the distance. And boundless blue sky beyond? Why is it that sometimes. The body yearns to be in. Five different places at the same time? Patagonia, Morocco, the Amazon,. Santorini and the Stonehenge. Or is it just the call of the pagan temple? Why is it that, sometimes, you worry. So much that it could cleave your soul. Which ...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: England, finally!
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Monday, November 2, 2009. I was supposed to be doing this a long long time ago, but I guess I've been having too much fun to bother! Well, here I am, finally in England, after dreaming about coming here for most of my life. Why, you ask? I'm not sure, really, but the most probable reason would be the staple diet of Enid Blyton books that I was brought up on as a child. Millenium Bridge, Newcastle upon Tyne. This is so big compared to Salzburg! Durham was next, one o...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: Cross-cultural gastronomy
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Monday, August 2, 2010. Peter Mayle’s A Year In Provence. Introduced me to food writing. The stop-and-start-and-redo rhythm of a newspaper office meant I could spend the short gaps between endless periods of frenetic and frantic work reading about travel and food from all over the world. I painted this fanciful picture in my head, of one day being a successful travel journalist who got to see the world – and maybe even eat my way around it. Bacon wrapped in veal), k...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: February 2011
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Friday, February 25, 2011. The train goes running along the line. When my house got caught in a flood back in. 2005, I think it was, one of my possessions I most regret losing was a trunkfull of books. A lot of them can be replaced, but there are some, especially books I read as a child, whose names or authors I can't remember. Just a memory of their covers, or a story or a poem written inside. And 366 Bedtime Tales. Or something to that effect. What I can remem...
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination: The journey
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Coffee and the Overactive Imagination. Wednesday, December 2, 2009. More than twenty thousand meandering words. I write as they come, not knowing where they are taking me. I fill up reams and reams of paper, each word a jewel in treasure chest of my thoughts, my imagination. You probably would not understand them, or laugh at what I wrote. Which is why it will always remain unseen from your eyes. This time, I write for me. Wednesday, December 02, 2009. December 6, 2009 at 5:51 AM. 171; Older Post.
