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The Swaling, Part Fifty Three
Myself and Davies are sat in the local MPs surgery waiting room in Sleescale. In one of the better parts of the town, outside are cobbled streets where old gas lights stand redundant next to [more…]
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The Year Turns, part 5
Beltane This important festival has been reinvented umpteen times throughout the ages. I knew it from childhood as May Day. On a couple of occasions while at primary school our class was forced to dance [more…]
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The History of Pop Music – 1989
A History of Pop Music Albums – 1989 Featured Album: The Road to Hell, Pt. I This is a series of articles looking at albums from 1960 to whatever year we end up in. I [more…]
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Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 29nd April 2021 Panel: Anne-Marie Trevelyan (Conservative) Jon Ashworth (Labour) Daisy Cooper (Liberal Democrats) Tim Stanley (Journalist & historian) Danny Sriskandarajah (Oxfam) Venue: London Last week’s QT Review proved from first principles that [more…]
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The Ugly Duckling County
When you think of the north of England, you think of fells and moors and hill farmers, of ruined abbeys and windswept Wolds, of gaunt mill chimneys, of terracing lurching crazily up bare hillsides, of [more…]
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Postcard From November, Part 4
Happy Birthday to Me My birthday is November 4th and as a child my main memory of it was always of my parents laying on a party for my friends who all turned up bearing [more…]
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Flight of the Navigator
Since Tina and I ditched the TV license last year, we’ve been using the money we saved to amass films and TV from times gone by. You know, back in the days when TV and [more…]
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The Goodnight Vienna Spring 2021 (Ladies) Competition
Courtesy of Reggie you can win a bar of precious metal (silver) pictured above by submitting your articles between now and the 23rd May. Other prizes will be on offer, possibly some crystal ware if [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Fifty Two
Myself and Davies were sat on a hilltop (the flat limestone pavement type) in our bivvys and sleeping bags, squashed together for warmth. We faced towards the coast. At the horizon, a flat sea was [more…]