Category Archives: Domesticrox

Van Extraordinaire

Here is my new toy. It is a Camper van. Specifically, it is a 1995 Japanese-import Mazda Bongo Friendee, bought from my friendly local motorhome and caravan dealer. It happened like this. Me and Mrs Gee were driving along in … Continue reading

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DIY, You Are Dead To Me

For reasons with which I shall not detain you, I have been trying to hang a door in the interstices of the Maison Des Girrafes. The door frame exists, so I needed to find a door to fit.  That’s when … Continue reading

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High Noon, And I’d Sell My Soul For Water

July, 1998, and I am in the field near Lake Turkana in Kenya. The rains have been kind — but not so kind that the various rivers that drain into the lake aren’t dry, sandy highways. The lake water itself … Continue reading

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Water feature

Pictured on the patio at the Maison Des Girrafes last night (behind the cats) are these reclaimed galvanised water tanks now repurposed as ponds. I got the idea to use large containers as ponds after watching Gardeners World and it’s … Continue reading

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Brain Strain

I am a career depressive. I’ve been on all the drugs. Back in the day I was on mianserin which they probably only use nowadays to tranquilize rhinos, and even then, only from a long way off. After I came … Continue reading

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Office

Small spaces at home, hitherto neglected nooks and crannies, have begun to assume a far greater importance in our lives than they once did. These are those closets, spare bedrooms, cupboards under the stairs, corners of bedrooms, edges of dining … Continue reading

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Spayed

It’s been a funny old day. It started in a celebratory mood as my book finally got to be published in the UK. And also, in Dutch, in Holland. I have been basking in congratulatory messages, which has been lovely, … Continue reading

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Allotment

Many years ago when the Gees lived in east London, and I commuted regularly to an orifice office that was located away from my home [fancy! did they still have typewriters? Horse-drawn omnibuses? Public executions? – Ed]  I had an … Continue reading

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Egg

This is a egg. Now, you might say, so what, that looks just like any old egg. But the main thing about this egg is that it was laid by one of our own hens. This is remarkable. Now, we’ve … Continue reading

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Sartre

‘Hell’, said Jean-Paul Sartre, is ‘Other People’. Although I expect he said it in French. And well might I sympathize. Much has been said about the mental health problems of people suffering from the absence of human contact during the … Continue reading

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