1095 Days
1095 days. Or 3 years. The numbers don’t matter; nobody’s counting. Each one is the same, each one misses you. Always my love.
1095 days. Or 3 years. The numbers don’t matter; nobody’s counting. Each one is the same, each one misses you. Always my love.
Before this website existed I had another one, norcimo.com. For quite some time accessing a top level area of that site has redirected to a holding page. I’ve just changed things to redirect here instead. How exciting.
It seems the way to improve a is to hold a local music festival in it—or so Heather and I discovered.
Another trip to Rochester was long overdue and a sunny weekend offered the perfect opportunity. Continue reading
An update to an historic photo hunt Continue reading
Brighton Avenue school, on Brighton Road. Why? Continue reading
Another trip to see some local bands play in the sunshine Continue reading
Another trip to Chester, with Shakespeare and a trip to the zoo! Continue reading
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Subtitle: How the IOP made me feel old! The IOP AGM is coming up soon. As part of the announcement the usual sort of bumph is mailed out, including a list of candidates for various positions. Among those names, standing for “Vice-President, Science & Innovation”, one is quite familiar. Sarah Continue reading …