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Crossword No. 235

17th September 2022 Going Postal 0

First correct entry out of ‘the hat’ wins the last of my silver Britannias & a mug! Email entries to me by 6.00 pm Friday, subject ‘Crossword’. Contact here on email Winner of Crossword 234 [more…]

Jinnie’s Story – Book Four, Chapter Nine

16th September 2022 Going Postal 0

Jinnie was sorely tempted to tell her close friends at work that she was pregnant but didn’t, instead she stuck with the plan to tell them at Christmas and decided that as her next antenatal [more…]

Champagne, a Plan and A Philosopher

15th September 2022 Going Postal 0

On New Year’s Eve 1946, my uncle reviewed his first year at home since the end of the War for the Manchester Evening News. It would seem that at times he was finding it hard [more…]

OTF (Own Two Feet) Party, Part Seven

15th September 2022 Going Postal 0

Brief history of welfare One way or another we have always had welfare. The family unit looked after each other to the best of their ability. Religious communities made it a point to care for [more…]

Nightmare In Bordj Badji Mokhtar

14th September 2022 Going Postal 0

Bordj Badji Mokhtar is an Algerian town in the Sahara Desert on the border with Mali, 1368 miles south of Algiers. As of 2008, there were 16.937 inhabitants in Bordj Badji Mokhtar. Since what I [more…]

A Shopping Expedition

13th September 2022 Going Postal 0

AT THE SUPERMARKET I went to a prestigious supermarket near my home town in the south of England today and couldn’t find the aisle displaying butter. A smartly dressed man with a Brand label on [more…]

Is That True Or Did You Hear It On The BBC?

13th September 2022 Going Postal 0

In his latest book, author David Sedgwick quotes the BBC’s own words back it giving the broadcaster nowhere to hide. Cast your minds back a couple of years to the start of the so-called covid-19 [more…]

Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Fifty-Eight

11th September 2022 Going Postal 0

Monday Good morning you lot. When I woke up this morning, I had to think hard to work out what day it was. It felt like Sunday with the lack of noise emanating from the [more…]