Tag Archives: Radio 4

In the time of the virus: making the most of self isolation

Posted on October 29, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

I’m thinking maybe we should make this week of self-isolation a regular thing: as a tool for getting through the ancient jobs list, it seems to be unbeatable. Of course, the way things are going it may become a regular … Continue reading →

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In the time of the virus: day 41

Posted on May 2, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

Another weekend.  The sixth Saturday of this malarky.  But the sun is shining (mostly), and we’ve a (virtual) holiday to plan for next week. The day began slowly and continued well.  A long breakfast over the (e)paper, some cooking for … Continue reading →

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In the time of the virus: day 22

Posted on April 13, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

My goodness.  We’re into our fourth week of this.  That’s hard to credit, as are the terrible figures: more than 10,000 dead in the UK (and we know that figure excludes the many who have died at home or in … Continue reading →

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In the time of the virus: day 20

Posted on April 11, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

A very short post today, because I’ve been too sleepy to write much.  Three consecutive nights of not enough sleep.  No reason, not worrying about stuff (even though heaven knows there’s enough to worry about!).  Just awake from 3am onwards. … Continue reading →

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The poetry party revisited: Kin, by Deborah Harvey

Posted on June 14, 2016 by deborah @ the magic jug

The previous day I had managed to find and organise a date for us cousins to have our annual gathering – not until the autumn, but better late than not. I was sitting finishing off the last knitting on the … Continue reading →

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