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BlogDecember 1995Hits 1979 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 Extracts from my journal, December 1995, in India.BlogDecking DayHits 1543 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 Today was a decking day. A day where I wrestled with wood that really means me no harm, but is causing me some anyway. I'm stripping down the decking and planning to stain the lovely natural wood a nice colour and leave it like that. Presently it is a nasty blue colour, who knows what the previous tenants were thinking?BlogFinally backHits 1300 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 Back. Finally back. After three years away, and seven countries later, we arrive at Heathrow at 7am, after leaving Montreal at, oddly, 7am. I've watched, and god only knows why, a Harry Potter movie, and drank a few Gin and Tonics. I'm feeling rather tired as I stare out at the drizzle and grey clouds.BlogMontreal Decking (1)Hits 1477 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 My mother-in-law decided that it would be nice to have her patio decking ‘done’, and what that means is that I’ll be doing it out of the goodness of my heart.BlogNovember 1995Hits 1707 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 From my journal, travelling in India,. 1995BlogNovember 1996, JapanHits 2253 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 As always, I forget to pack my penknife into my backpack, and only realise as I set off the metal detector. BlogNovember 1999Hits 1574 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 More journals from 1999 - November in Guatemala, which includes the amazing Tikal.BlogSawdustHits 1801 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 There’s sawdust everywhere. It’s in my hair, under my nails, in the fabric of my clothes, in my nose, my ears, between my toes, and generally settled in my lungs. Not the nice kind of sawdust that you plunge your hand into to grab a prize at a lucky-dip, oh no, the finer kind, the dust and airborne kind. Yes, another day with unlikely sanding machines.BlogStainedHits 2801 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 Out, damned spot. And so on. I know it seems like all I ever talk about is my bloody decking saga these days - the job I'll be doing in Hell for all eternity, no doubt, but here it is again. Take heart though, it should be over soon.BlogThe ChemistHits 1559 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 Something that has been playing on my mind was the visit when we picked up the notorious stain. We were out in the countryside and decided to pop in on some relatives (theirs, not mine) and met an odd Czech man called Tom who grew a lot of chillis and even had some chilli jam/jelly which he made me try.BlogThe Three KingsHits 1442 | Last Modified 2007-05-24 The first big pub night since our return. Venue: The Three Kings in Farringdon. This is an old haunt from out last life in London, and I have memories of standing outside in the street on warm summer evenings, sipping Guinness in the road. The pub is so small that there are never any seats, I reflect as we take the tube there.