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… that always threatened work/life balance.

Thankfully there is an oasis of peace, and tranquillity, and concrete, and wood, and books, and archives.

Within walking distance.

If you make the conscious effort to tear yourself away from the LCD screen.

To take a break.

Carlos and I spent a good 15 minutes flicking through the pages of a superb book on libraries.
I especially enjoy the last 50 pages, the “future”.
I half expected to find our library therein.

In the next edition surely.

And then we had a great laugh thanks to a hilarious interior design book.
Tsk, the mega rich… So rich… Yet so easily influenced.
So manipulated.
So common.

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Surveying the surveyor


It can be an exhausting job.
I’m sure she wishes she had packed her high vis bikini this morning as she went off to work.

It looks like she is also moonlighting sunshining as an Extreme SPF Tester.

I am reminded of my carefree days on the building sites (it wasn’t too taxing on the brain), when a gang of us were fighting to have a look at the 2 receptionists from Hurricane Couriers who were catching a few late spring rays in the comfort and (supposed) privacy of their backyard, in their bra. 

Little did they know that 2 kilometres from there, on the unfinished 11th floor of a tower in construction, a bunch of excitable builders where admiring the quality of the lace thanks to the impressive magnifying properties of an architect’s level…   



When I saw the Queen moving from g3 into g2, flanked by the lethal Terrier, I knew that my mate Jaroslav was in trouble.
I called out to him, in his h1 cell: “pray for your soul, Jaro!” (he’s a bishop).
Too late.
My Czech mate Jaroslav was checkmate.

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Czech mate