Category: James Proclaims
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I’ve been blogging for a while. Over eleven years on this blog for starters, although I did notionally exist before I started writing here, and…
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The reproachful look on the face of the Tesco delivery driver made me die a little inside. There he was, punctual, friendly and efficiently providing…
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Mini Proclaims’ singing might be better described as ‘enthusiastic’ rather than tuneful, but one can surely not fault her effort. Indeed, so compelling is her…
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Oh, here he comes, the ‘podcaster’. Too high and mighty for the blogging community now, is he? You’d be forgiven for making that assumption. I…
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As I write this it is the 3rd day of 2026, and a Saturday morning, but as I’m using my phone for the initial draft,…
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Hello 2026! I have high hopes for you. Then again I had high hopes for 2025. And 2024. And all the other years that have…
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As I write this, it is still very much Christmas Eve, but as with all of my ‘Christmas Day Messages’ this will hit the blogosphere…
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As I write this, I find myself running the risk of not completing the feat of 30 consecutive daily posts throughout November. I am currently…
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A decade ago, in the first November of this blog’s existence, I wrote a post on the day of Thanksgiving to explain that I didn’t…
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December is just over a week away and while the beginning of the twelfth month of the Gregorian calendar is not, in and of itself,…
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On Saturday, my eldest daughter, Little Proclaims, and I took part in a martial arts tournament. I’ve had an on and off relationship with various…
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Remember, remember the 5th of November, for some reason. I can’t remember why. Something about guide forks? I don’t know what a guide fork is…
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It’s been a while since last I posted anything on this blog, and mindful of that fact, I shall begin this post with an acknowledgement…
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Ten years ago today I wrote my first proclamation on this blog. Well, I sort of did anyway. I certainly published the first post on…
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I started 2025 with some fairly ambitious plans for my blog. Not only was I planning to hit the fairly achievable target of at least…
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The bells have tolled, the ball has dropped and in various countries, around the world, people have eaten grapes, carried suitcases a short distance or…
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There are no chestnuts roasting on an open fire. That seems like a ridiculously unnecessary hazard in a small terraced house in Reading. There are…
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Recently I decided to up my style game by wearing a suit jacket to work. I generally manage a shirt and tie most days, occasionally…
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Summer now seems to be a distant memory, but, despite claims made by the various retail outlets from which I buy my groceries, we are…
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As I sit here writing this, my children are watching Pokemon. I think there are quite a lot of Pokemon cartoons available and I’m not…
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Good afternoon dear reader, and may I be the first to wish you a Merry Christmas this year? It is very much the end of…
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Good afternoon, dear reader. As I write this I am sitting in my garden, but in a break with recent tradition, I am using my…
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Good morning, for it is morning as I write this. I am at the breakfast table (and indeed the only table) in the ramshackle abode…
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As I write this, I am sitting in the car waiting for Little Proclaims to finish her Saturday morning ‘French School’ session. Mini Proclaims is…
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Rain has stopped play once again at Proclaims Towers. The garden, so oft the location for my blog-writing of late, is off-limits due to inclement…
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As predicted in a recent post, writing this blog on my phone while supervising my children in the garden is becoming the norm. As I…
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Sometimes DIY can feel a little more like DI Why? I honestly don’t know why I put myself through it. The general lack of a…
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So, here we are, in the aftermath of one of the most seismic electoral shocks in living memory. Who’d have imagined that outcome, eh? Of…
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My success in returning to a weekly blogging schedule, and avoiding my boom and bust (if I’m honest, mainly bust) approach to blogging of recent…
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Last week’s post celebrated a glorious sunny day during half-term, which I’d hoped would be the start of summer after an inauspicious few days, in…
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