Sophie Fern
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Sophie Fern
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I read poetry to rare lizards.
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It is the hardest question in applying for jobs while disabled, and I don't know what the right answer is, or if there is one. I just know that I was out of fucks and was ready to walk if they said no.
The lyrics that are currently keeping me grounded, in my work and my life, are these:
"If it's down, it's down together,
If it's up, it's up as one"

They are from Operation Mincemeat, sung by submariners. But also are for the time in which we're living.
I was really open with them but this could have been as I was out of spoons and pretty sick during the hiring process. I didn‘t sign my contract until I had work from home days written in to it.
Really happy to chat if it helps
Restful treats are important
I think you could sit in that gorgeous garden with a pot of tea, and a very good dog could come and put their head on your lap and demand snuggles.
Like what else should a location have to offer?
She is getting lots more white hairs, especially over the tummy area, but she is still a shiny girl.
She is such a good girl And does a great line in glaring at passer’s by
The small one, on the deck, in the sun, being watchful
This is huge! Well done!
Makes sense, but also, sadly!
Am I right that it's full-time?
May I recommend a podcast called 'When we all get to Heaven" which is about MCC San Francisco, which follows how a gay church got through the AIDS crisis. It includes tape recordings from the church at the time and is incredibly moving.
Terrible headline that absolutely does not represent the work that these folks are doing.
Delighted that the kid is all clear for measles and that you can all now sleep.
Avocado on toast and leftover apple and rhubarb crumble and a big pot of tea. Much better than a sammie and canned coffee from a Balclutha supermarket, eaten either in the car or at the venue while we set up and try to get the place warm
The absolutely unexpected joy of a night at home when I was expecting to be at a meeting two hours down the coast.
Chatting to many of my Catlins folk (to cancel a meeting tonight) and they Are doing it really really tough down there right now.
I am so sorry to hear this.
She sends her love right back.
The Small One is 8 today! The very best of tiny, shiny and generally furious dogs.
I have brought some wood under shelter, cut some kindling and have laid the fire as tomorrow looks cold.

Also, I spent a joyful half hour on the village beach with friends this afternoon and weall felt like we were getting proper sun.
Respectful head scratches to them both.