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Sea's The Day

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Notes from a little yellow shed by the sea.

A figurine of NCS: bald, black glasses, black hoodie, jeans and green trainers, giving a thumbs up

Hello, I’m NCS.

This is where I think out loud, mostly from the little yellow beach hut I built on Lancing beach. Notes on reading, work, life and lighthouses, written when something is worth writing down. More about me.

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    My HAMPSHIRE Hawks Cricket team charged to an astonishing six-wicket victory with 42 balls to spare over Glamorgan at the Ageas Bowl to qualify for the Vitality Blast quarter-finals. The Hawks started the day sitting in sixth place on the South Group table, needing to chase down fourth-placed Surrey’s run-rate to have any chance of… Read more


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  • Ask dont tell

    Ask dont tell

    Have you ever purchased anything in an elevator? Nope, me neither. Yet the business world loves the idea of the the elevator pitch. Don’t get me wrong knowing a plain, simple way to describe your business idea, Or what’s new in release 21r3 for instance is needed. But far more interesting to me is what… Read more


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  • Seeing and observing

    Seeing and observing

    Quick post today as I am in the garden enjoying the sun. In England you must take your moments when you can. I found a passage in Sherlock Holmes, a scandal in Bohemia which captures my point perfectly between seeing and observing. Enjoy: Watson: “When I hear you give your reasons,” I remarked, “the thing… Read more


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  • The world wants mediocre

    The world wants mediocre

    I have been up at 4:30am most mornings this week. I am not sure if its the warmer weather or the fact that I am drawing now and a creative part of brain is more awake. Whatever the reason I am awake again and pottering round the house, reading, writing, drawing. I read all the… Read more


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  • Time and tide wait for no man

    Time and tide wait for no man

    Coming out of the pandemic in the UK makes me think of distance and time. Distance in the most literal sense with social distancing which is becoming less and less observed. Also distance as it relates to time, and in particular time gone by, people now gone and those that are missed. Where did you… Read more


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  • How to see the world, I mean really see it

    How to see the world, I mean really see it

    I am going to start with an assumption, as a child you loved drawing and painting. Most children love to draw and paint, before we wrote a word we scribbled and sketched. We created things without fear of being judged and looked happy while we did it. . They are mindful and focussed on making… Read more


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  • Kicked out of class for a falcon and confession of a crime

    Kicked out of class for a falcon and confession of a crime

    The right poem, read at the right time alone to yourself. That will stick to your insides like no other medium of art. Poetry is the most holiest of art forms and I treasure it so much I rarely write or talk about it. I am happy to discuss and debate prose all day. Let… Read more


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  • Beautiful messages from the past

    Beautiful messages from the past

    “Dear Cecil, I hope you enjoy your 1st term at school. This book got me through my first term at Prep and I am sure you will love them too. Love always Uncle Charles” That was written in an old 1952 copy of PG Wodehouse I picked up on EBay a few months ago. I… Read more


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