I love exploring. The black square of the open attic hatchway gazes down on me. It sighs cold air my way, frustrated to be stirred this early on a Sunday. The chilly breath finds its way down i...
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I must go down to the bins again, to the lonely bins by the shed, Where a genius friend nails sky-tall tasks, a foil hat on his head, While an engineer with square and tape, his briar pipe inch...
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Ah, Summer. I love the Summer, but I think we had ours last week. A frantic five days of insane temperatures and humidity (for the UK, that is), and now we're back to wind and rain. Tho obv...
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I'm in the middle of writing several new pieces that aren't quite ready to publish. Yes, not one, not two, but three. So, for now, I hope you'll enjoy joining me for a quick run-through of a week...
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I have no idea why I'm here. It's Saturday afternoon. The crowds in the outdoor shopping centre are surprisingly heavy, perhaps summoned to spend by the sun on their skin; there's thoughts of...
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I know, I know. After months of silence, I've written two blog entries in a week. There's pizza at stake. Yes, this is serious. The water always brings me home. I sigh as I ease myself in...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2015/03/more-relaxed-than-i-thought.html
This entry is dedicated to my friend Lisa Chapman, who has pleasantly "encouraged" me (and ultimately bribed me) to write something new. It's been a while. Thanks Lisa! One of the prime delight...
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I've been away for a while. And now I'm back. Here's some Autumn photos. I think that about covers it? It's hard not to like this time of year. *sighs dreamily* I think this is an oak? ...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/10/just-about-covering-it.html
One of the many delights of working at an animal sanctuary is the diversity of creatures to be found there. First, and closest to my heart, the dogs. This is Ozzie, a beagle cross who won the h...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/08/resisting-my-photographic-advances.html
Right, Sunday again, and not a word written. Which is okay, as I'm working full time during the week and doing volunteer work at a dog shelter at the weekends. Still, it bothers me. Best do som...
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I miss my afternoon naps. Work is the curse of the thinking classes, as you know, and now that I'm gainfully employed again, I'm not getting enough snoozes in. This is, as the boffins in Cambri...
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Here we go again. Oh, hush. Some folk say that my photo style in distinctive. But I say I just want you to be sure you've found the right blog. Alistair loves this kind of thing...
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This entry is dedicated to my wonderful friend Jayne Martin . Without her, this would never have been written, and I'd be a far less happy individual. Thank you Jayne =) x I am surrounde...
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Well, summer is officially here. I'm brimming with story ideas, but as I've been working at the animal sanctuary today, and have a new job to go to tomorrow, I hope you won't mind a few photos.�...
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Some things are timeless. Tall and tanned and young and lovely The floor is cold beneath my bare feet as I enter the airport, humming. The air conditioning hits me, a merciful icy blast afte...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/06/more-inverness-than-ipanema.html
Sunday again. They roll around in circles so quickly. The sun was out, the sky was blue, the clouds were fluffy, and frankly the camera sounded more fun than a keyboard. So there. Enjoy. I ...
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Well, Sunday again, and not a word written. The good news is I have some concrete ideas ready to roll, but I have been somewhat distracted by the demands of job hunting. So, as is quickly becomi...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/05/and-romantic-one-to-finish.html
It's too hot here to write. So, with apologies to Minnesota, who I'm told will be knee-deep in snow 'til August, here are some summery photos. I'm not even going to clutter them with words, as ...
I've felt recently that life does not contain enough intellectual rigour. On a typical day, I rarely encounter much that requires me to rub more than a handful of brain cells together. I mean,...
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It's been a day of intrigue here in Cambridge. King - our resident lion, connoisseur of zebras, and stealer of neckties - is an ambassador at the British Embassy. And occasionally he brings his...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/05/making-reasonable-argument.html
Today is a beautiful Sunday. Contrary to my usual behaviour, I think I'll go out and enjoy the sunshine. But I'd like to share a smile with you, albeit briefly, so I'll leave you with this bit ...
I'm must go down to the bins again, to the lonely bins by the shed, Where a genius friend nails sky-tall tasks, a foil hat on his head, While an engineer with square and tape, his briar pipe in...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/04/an-outbreak-of-sea-fever.html
Sometimes, you get a break just when you need one. It's October 2010. After some very stressful weeks getting important stuff done*, I was delighted to be invited to one of Bear's parties. He's ...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/04/the-butler-didnt-do-it.html
I have a half-written story on my computer. Well, an outline. I really need to get it written, but... ooooh look, PHOTOS! *runs and hides* I saw this lad in a field as I drove home one nig...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/04/a-shameless-bit-of-misdirection.html
I've already declared today a victory, and I'm dreaming of my bed. But, before I slip away to the awesomeness of duvet and eight hours uninterrupted, I'll leave you with these. Just north ...
http://www.indigoroth.com/2014/03/a-distant-parting-shot.html