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It’s a new age, dearly beloved – the era of the ‘island-fad’. Here, everyone seems desperate to deny any affiliation or support received on the way up. With a bit of thought, the crude logic behind this ideology may be obvious, but never more than the underlying hypocrisy. Continue reading
Hi, and welcome to #DeMeStified. Wanted to post this (and maybe one more) before the year ran out. In a sense, it’s a reflection of recent events. In another, it’s a reflection on them. It’s more asking than telling. So, … Continue reading
“One day you’re the cock of the walk, the next you’re the feather duster.” – P. Morgan Today, I watched my good friend get married. It was such a lovely occasion that I felt my molten heart pour out of … Continue reading
“Until we’ve eaten our words, life doesn’t consider our diet balanced” ~ Imisi Hi and welcome back to #DeMeStified. Please allow me to open with what was intended as the conclusion; this life is one greasy pot of beans. What … Continue reading
“The first virtue in a soldier is endurance of fatigue; courage is only the second virtue” ~ Napoleon Bonaparte “One plus one usually means two – but it can also mean everything” ~ Imisi It’s the start of December; the … Continue reading
“Don’t snatch; it’s rude and bad manners. Don’t you know your manners?” – Bethany [from the Book “In Comfort of Mary“] “Our planet is poorly equipped for delight. One must snatch gladness from the days that are.” – Vladimir Mayakovsky … Continue reading
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