tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post6569405678519767985..comments2024-03-26T11:27:35.814-07:00Comments on Tom Stephenson: Secret diariesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-11847412232696365342015-08-20T00:43:39.630-07:002015-08-20T00:43:39.630-07:00Tell me about it. I never thought a 45 year-old wo...Tell me about it. I never thought a 45 year-old woman would consider me as too old for her...Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-90541209369584555762015-08-20T00:42:42.883-07:002015-08-20T00:42:42.883-07:00The trouble with writing a diary as an adult is th...The trouble with writing a diary as an adult is that you can change your own history. I absolutely love Pepys ones, though - mainly because he never intended them to be read.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-87113961193848916182015-08-20T00:40:41.961-07:002015-08-20T00:40:41.961-07:00In Wilde's case, a bit too sensational. I like...In Wilde's case, a bit too sensational. I like hearing adults read their own, excruciating teenage diaries. That takes courage.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-89260508400422425392015-08-20T00:38:12.770-07:002015-08-20T00:38:12.770-07:00I always say that it is impossible to 'waste&#...I always say that it is impossible to 'waste' time. It's quite easy to waste other people's though.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-8184231021795690212015-08-20T00:37:15.739-07:002015-08-20T00:37:15.739-07:00Doo-Doo was the only one I believed.Doo-Doo was the only one I believed.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-58368905360419041362015-08-20T00:36:39.883-07:002015-08-20T00:36:39.883-07:00Well I did admit to feeling a bit glum in the post...Well I did admit to feeling a bit glum in the post, but I felt much better by the end of the day.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-40282823001278021372015-08-19T21:05:58.703-07:002015-08-19T21:05:58.703-07:00My eldest son is 44 and the youngest is 32. Now lo...My eldest son is 44 and the youngest is 32. Now looking back those ages seem young! Glad you are feeling uplifted after a lovely time...The Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976467218216864644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-18457714960835577612015-08-19T14:23:13.269-07:002015-08-19T14:23:13.269-07:00Hello All - I am too knackered to reply individual...Hello All - I am too knackered to reply individually to everyone tonight, but Rachel was right. I had a lovely time and it was a joy to see how well my daughter and grandchildren are doing. I was uplifted.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-67741523065802295642015-08-19T14:21:12.877-07:002015-08-19T14:21:12.877-07:00I was trying to lift the mood with my comment.I was trying to lift the mood with my comment.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-5172229718161118812015-08-19T14:17:09.031-07:002015-08-19T14:17:09.031-07:00I thought this......its all feels a bit glumI thought this......its all feels a bit glumJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-43500343372108541872015-08-19T11:38:55.021-07:002015-08-19T11:38:55.021-07:00You will have a lovely afternoon/evening. Enjoy i...You will have a lovely afternoon/evening. Enjoy it.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-18050172467280623102015-08-19T07:07:11.778-07:002015-08-19T07:07:11.778-07:00No wonder you are in melancholic mood if you let y...No wonder you are in melancholic mood if you let your thoughts (and your odd dreams) go on like this!The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-40428384351882203042015-08-19T06:58:51.974-07:002015-08-19T06:58:51.974-07:00It's usually young women in Agatha Christie &#...It's usually young women in Agatha Christie 'who-done-its' who keep diaries. I never have, although, like you, I was given them for Christmas etc. They remained untouched.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-72808838560997347472015-08-19T06:43:00.831-07:002015-08-19T06:43:00.831-07:00Considering that I eventually made my living by wr...Considering that I eventually made my living by writing, I have never kept a diary for fear someone might read it and expose my inner feelings and secret adventures to the world. Though I do love the Oscar Wilde quote, " I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train."elegancemaisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10043236515999573762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-41846905324334751272015-08-19T06:33:29.073-07:002015-08-19T06:33:29.073-07:00My birthday is coming up, and I usually grow melan...My birthday is coming up, and I usually grow melancholy as I think about what i'd like to do, what I must do, and how much is left undone.megan blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04555646904983619596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-25486205513855869282015-08-19T06:09:12.646-07:002015-08-19T06:09:12.646-07:00Such a Monet post. I suppose Doo-Doo remains in th...Such a Monet post. I suppose Doo-Doo remains in the realm of white-lies and you quit believing. <br />My oldest daughter turned fifty this year. When I was fifty, she was moans and groans--do you know how old this makes me feel? she asked. I considered turning the remark on her this year, but did not.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.com