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I heard it on the grapevine

2 May 2011

Or at least the 21st Century version – Facebook.

Osama Bin Laden is dead, Facebook told me at about 10am this morning (when I woke…whaaaat? It’s the last day of the bank holiday weeked!). In amongst the news about friends’ birthdays and bloggy witticisms about ‘what’s in my fridge’ there was this curious headline…

Bin Laden is dead.

To be honest, I didn’t feel relief. I didn’t feel the whole world just became ‘safer’ as Obama later claimed. I did what I often do when I’m disconcerted, or downright frightened; I poked my Englishman in the ribs and woke him up.  Read more... (577 words, 1 image, estimated 2:18 mins reading time)

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Miss Manners in the Facebook age

1 September 2010

I’ve been thinking a great deal about decorum.

Maybe that’s because someone recently intimated I don’t have any. I think I do, but obviously my definition may be different from my elderly parents or parents-in-law, or at the other extreme, my children’s.

Miss Manners where are you in the social media age?

Exactly what is the appropriate way for someone – a blogger, a writer, a wife, a mother – to behave online and offline?  Read more... (1374 words, 1 image, estimated 5:30 mins reading time)

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Are You Over-friendly?

21 July 2010

Sorry I have no room.

No room in my digital little black book for any more. I’ve got those who’ll cry big wet tears with me when times are bad, those who’ll take the piss with me. There are others who are a little opportunistic. I know they’re hanging on in case I should ever be useful to them.

There are those who’ve picked me up off the floor when I was so wretched I could not even stand. I have drinking buddies and bloggy mates, and old school friends, and Facebook extended family and fans (of the blog not neccessarily of me!)  Read more... (841 words, 1 image, estimated 3:22 mins reading time)

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I Spy Facebook

24 May 2010

I’m a new millennium Mata Hari.

I work behind the lines and I watch and listen. I very rarely report back. I just quietly keep an eye out for any funny business. Admittedly this is a dangerous admission. I may blow my cover completely, but I guess I’m willing to take the risk.

My children read this blog. Sometimes their friends read it too. I’ve even had a couple comment. I like to think they can comment and put in their two pence..

But I am a spy for the adult world.  Read more... (400 words, 1 image, estimated 1:36 mins reading time)

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Facebook and the Teen Wrath

13 November 2009

“Sarah has had a lovely day. Paul thinks he had a little too much last night. Lucy is luxxing it up at a hotel! Amelia has found a little kitten on Farmville”
My Live feed on my Facebook page delivers daily bulletins of  the ‘what I had for breakfast’ insight into my friends’ and families’ lives. It’s a pleasant hum of information that fills in the gaps between phone calls and emails and provides a lifeline between me and my other world Down Under. Yesterday, it delivered something a little more than toast and eggs’ news. The message punched into my page and power-puked bile all over the pleasantries.  Read more... (1134 words, 2 images, estimated 4:32 mins reading time)

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The Back Story – a reminder

17 September 2009

As I’m gallavanting around Stratford upon Avon I’m delving into the archives to pull out some of the earliest blog posts I wrote about our story.

I hope you enjoy them -

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Originally posted September 2009

I should probably explain how I ended up on this late OE aged 40 with three children, dog, cat and everything we own. I think a quick brief back story is required. So here tis……  Read more... (804 words, estimated 3:13 mins reading time)

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