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Cheers for pointing that out, Tom!
Niall H.
11:21 AM, 27/07/17
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Grinning
Cameron
9:39 PM, 26/07/17
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I spy with my little eye a member of OUMC
Tom V
5:17 PM, 26/07/17
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Many thanks!!
Cameron
9:19 AM, 26/07/17
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On its (naive) way!
Niall H.
8:43 PM, 25/07/17
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Can I naively ask for an article from a learned journal?

Email to myfirstname dot hall at ul dot ie works well.

Thanks!
Cameron
3:12 PM, 25/07/17
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If that's true, I may have to remedy that.
Lina
5:28 PM, 23/07/17
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Mary: I don't think it's been in an OUMC journal (and definitely not in our 2010 one); NickD just put it on the GP. Happy
Cameron
2:09 PM, 22/07/17
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Was that in the journal we did together Cameron?
Mary
9:47 PM, 21/07/17
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That's lovely.
Lina
10:55 AM, 21/07/17
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I remember that! Cheers, Cameron!
Niall H.
11:10 PM, 20/07/17
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I was sorting through some old files, and look what I found! Grinning

'I climb slowly'
by Nick Davis

I climb slowly.

When I climb people watch me and they say "oh he climbs slowly", I climb so slow.

When I climb people watch me and time seems to go backwards for them. They feel
the weight of their woes lifting from their shoulders and they forget all the
things that have been troubling them. They feel younger and stronger and better
able to sleep.

I climbed once, slowly, and moss grew around me and colonised a small crack, then
died back again as the seasons changed and the sun precessed slowly through its axis.

I am slower than erosion.

I have climbed so slowly that belayers come and go, moving through their life stages
while I consider a move. Births and deaths, marriages and terrible divorces. All
of these things flit past me as I hang on, slowly thinking.

I sometimes don't climb at all.

Sometimes I go a long time without climbing, months or years. I still think about it,
still look out across at the mountains and think "oh I should go for a climb".

I am not a good climber.

But I know that when I climb I feel free and alive, and touching the rock is the
realest feeling. And one day I will climb, slowly, a route so perfect even time will
stop to draw breath.


Cameron
5:46 PM, 20/07/17
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