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lots of made-up stories and a real one, mine
I set off for Glastonbury at 7.45am, having Googled the journey and added an extra 30 minutes as I don’t like to be late. I was late anyway, thanks to the snake of vehicles slithering through Knowle towards Wells. I chucked my car in the Head’s space and dashed in to find the Head standing …
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home
I wonder what someone who stumbles upon my site wants to know. Who I am? What I do? Whether I prefer celeriac to spinach? I’ll just have to guess. I’m T. M. Alexander, writer. I haven’t long been a published writer, or any sort of writer come to that. I’ve been lots of other things …
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scrapbook
My school visit prompted a poem: So much energy, so much pace You brought a smile to every face As eager hands shot in the air So keen each plot idea to share Young hearts and minds you knew you’d win By granting access to your bin And so it was for we now subscribe …
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chicken nuggets and fries
I had a swim this morning and the poorly back held up, so I was hopeful that for the first time in three weeks I could run a workshop without fear of spasm, agony or duck-like posture. And I did. I was at Clifton College for the afternoon and I think the children would agree …
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where have I been?
Wherever I’ve been, I certainly haven’t been blogging about it. The summer holidays have that knack of demolishing all structure and the blog spot was one of the casualties. But here I am again. It’s the very last day of September and in the last month I have: rejigged the order of the Tribe books to …
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a week in the life of T M Alexander
I might never be asked to feature in the back of the Sunday Times mag. so I thought I’d take you through a step-by-step of my life anyway. Monday – Mum was staying so all the usual routines were abandoned in favour of shops and lunch, except my morning swim which is non-negotiable. I did …
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a day in the heart of Hawick for the 2010 Children’s Book Awards
It started early, four o’clock in the morning early, but once I was up and porridged the time didn’t seem quite so disagreeable. I was met at Newcastle airport by Susan and we had a lovely journey through the Borders chatting away with the scenery as a beautiful backdrop. Off to Wilton Primary School where …
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three visits to the same school . . .
I’ve been to St John’s today for the THIRD time. They probably think they’re my favourite school but really it’s because Nicky Ricky (the organiser) buys me nice presents (only joking). The real reason I’ve been there three times is because they’ve asked me three times. Today I had the pleasure of Year 5, but …
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