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Continue reading →: Day 11: Fat Fluffs, mentoring and Tories in town
Rabbits are both social creatures and vicious furballs of hate so they must go through a bonding process in order to be ‘friends’; sort of like a supervised date. The excellent and knowledgable Fat Fluffs charity is going to attempt a double couple bonding with our male and female, who hate each other,…
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Continue reading →: Day 10: What does taking a sabbatical mean?
I’m still working with two other clients so it was a busy day back at my desk, writing, editing and figuring out a Q4 content plan of attack. Some say that a sabbatical should be a complete break but I enjoy my work and it keeps my hand in, as…
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Continue reading →: Day 9: Doll to Brum
Breakfast in Dolgellau, lunch in Brum; only 3.5 hours to get home. Now chilling with buns and getting ready for a busy week of around 9-10 meetings – not all of them with a human. Bert, aka rabbit 1388, at Fat Fluffs has a hole in his nose and we’re after him for a possible…
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Continue reading →: Day 8: First panic and a trip to Barmouth
Last night I felt homesick and just wanted to go home to our bunnies and get back to work. Which is kind of unexpected as I don’t think I have ever come to the end of a holiday eager to get back to the daily grind. Maybe it’s because I…
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Continue reading →: Day 7: A wild swim and a very long walk
Switchover day as we shifted to Dolgellau, taking in a wild swim in the Blue Lake (aka Golwern Slate Quarry). I’ve never done a wild swim in the UK but I have read some of Roger Deakin’s inspiring Waterlog and the idea of navigating through an old mining tunnel to get…
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Continue reading →: Day 6: A lake, a pitch and a ponder
The main thing I want to do on this sabbatical break is get fit. I’ve tried to deal with my sedentary ills by variously using a stand-up desk, a stepper at my stand-up desk and a rebounder on screen breaks but, in short (and excuse my French), I’m f*^ked if I spend the…
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Continue reading →: Day 5: Edward Snowden and crab racing
A heavy mist enveloped Aberdovey until lunchtime (or was it cloud? – we are currently located up a very steep hill) – so the morning was spent doing something I’ve been looking forward to for ages: reading books. Editing words on a computer screen all day means the last thing I want to…
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Continue reading →: Day 4: Aberdovey
Out of office: Have gone to Wales to read books and salute sunsets.
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Continue reading →: Day 3: I do like Mondays
Monday has always been manic on the work front but I wake up on day three of sabbatical leave with an empty day ahead and a bright idea. My dreaming brain has obviously been stewing over recent conversations, especially mentoring for girls and young teens, and helping them sort their heads out. I’ve also been…
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Continue reading →: Day 2: Is it a sabbatical if it’s the weekend?
Day two of my sabbatical was partly spent wielding an axe in order to get some knobbly tree and rose roots out of the ground. Heavy physical work and I’m very much enjoying being a tank girl not a microserf. Also, I moved rubble from A to B. As it’s a Sunday…