Rubens Blog
Rubens Blog
Ruben Hillier
Hi I am Ruben Hillier. My handle, since back in the day, is tregeagle. My pronouns are he/him.
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John Constable's, 'cart bogged in creek' A truly dull Sunday. I have been doing the tax. I do not really feel like it. On the plus side, tomorrow is a local Broken Hill holiday, Picnic Day. Maybe things will pick up. ... Permalink
My Ma living by the latin phrase, Solvitur Ambulando Even though it looks like my Mum is about to cheekily poke her tongue out at the photographer it reminds me of Ivan Bilibin's beautiful illustration which I used on this post and...
A quick note because I have to get out the door and go to work... gah. I recently removed the restrictions on my robots.txt file. This site has been denying access to most bots for the past year: # Welcome to Tregeagle...
I got back into Broken Hill on Saturday night and slept like the dead. That journey home absolutely kills. Yesterday I just loved being home. Having a shower in my own shower, eating with Re & H on the couch, watching some telly and...
Is it the Tale or Tail End? Coming to the end of my European journey I have waved goodbye to R&H and will follow them back to the outback in a few days. I am not sure what to make of my time away from Broken Hill and how I feel about my...
It already seems an age since visiting Cornwall. Next week I will be putting Re and H on a plane going back to Broken Hill. I will be following them a week later. Since leaving Cornwall Re and I have been documenting our travels on...
Looking southward from Beacon Crag in Porthleven I left my Ma in tears again. We waved from the train in Totnes as the carriage moved off. We all had the sad sparkly eyes for a quiet time as the train sped along the seaway. Too many...
I left Cornwall behind having not done a fraction of the things I wanted to do. My brother drove me to his home in Northumberland. He then left me to my own devices for a couple of days as he had business in Aberdeen. I have the luxury...
A chap called Bob with a pint (seen at Penlee House Gallery) I wrote and deleted a long post about an argument I had with my Dad. Instead I'll summarise with a tidied up extract from an email I sent to MJD . I did not even last 48 hours...
Trani was lovely, a pretty town but not overrun with tourists. We are now on Lefkas which is the island next to Kefalonia. Last night we slept in Kerenza, our chartered sail boat moored besides a taverna in Sivota. We are all completing...
I made it to Flora Day yesterday with my brother and nieces. An early start at my sisters place. The requisite downing of cock sucking cowboys along with numerous bloody mary's got the show on the road. My sister is beloved by a...
JB and I raising a glass in Totnes My Ma & JB met me at Totnes station. Zaida was full of beans and hugs. She had just had a haircut and was busy sorting things out before before they drove to France for a holiday tomorrow. At the 'happy...
Waiting for my train I'm sat here at Costa Coffee in Paddington waiting for the 10:30 to Totnes. I walked a good few miles yesterday exploring the back-alleys, greenways, footpaths and canal paths from Muswell Hill through Hornsey and...
Leaving Broken Hill Here I go again - visiting the home of my first 20 years, Cornwall. I went this time last year as soon as the flights had resumed after all that covid bullshit. I flew home and caught covid at the Blue Anchor. I had...
This kid was born, luckily without inheriting my giant nose. If it doesn't play download the original and figure it out. 21 years ago Em came into the world, it was another of those moments . In my last post I was attempting to compare...