New for 2020 – Podcasts!
From January 2020 I’m recording each post as a podcast, in addition to the written version which you can continue to read as usual. I’m also gradually adding selected posts from the archive (going back to 2009) as podcasts. Click here or on the Podcasts tab in the navigation bar.
This blogThis blog is called A Few Kind Words because the word kindness originally meant being kin, or kindred, or of the same kind. And since we are all humankind, we should remember to be kinder to one another when we communicate. The alternative is to be unkind, to use language which fails to connect or even alienates. The choice isn't hard.
- RT @GrahamJHolden: "when there’s fog all around, we need to believe that we’re being led by people who have a plan to get through..." Wise… 3 days ago
- @ThereseKieran @5coolthingsblog Me too - eventually! 5 days ago
- RT @5coolthingsblog: @ErikaSwyler The novelist Charlie Haas, the novelist @JNSim, the novelist @JamieJauncey, the poet @timrichlondon, @cor… 6 days ago
- Jamie Jauncey Throughout lockdown I’ve been recording a #RandyNewman song every week. Now its the turn of his broth… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 1 week ago
- RT @billykayscot: Scotland has changed but so has the British establishment. In the early 1980s I made an oral history series about working… 3 weeks ago
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