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Life In A Hungarian Village
Our village is situated in Vas County, the far west of Hungary close to the Austrian border and is surrounded by forest and agricultural land. Although we can see the Alps in the distance this [more…]
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Life goes on – Phil the test manager
This is my story of the passing away of my good lady wife. i just wanted to write it down. It has been written pretty much on a day by day basis, it is hard [more…]
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Postcard from Lille Valete
They say that as soon as you’ve finished writing your story then you’ve reached the point when you have to write it. They are correct. Words, like muscles, need flexed and re-used over and over [more…]
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A Real Studio Experience.
As a keen guitarologist I simply love playing the electric guitar. But pressures of family life and work mean I cannot really commit to being in a band again; practice 5 times a week then [more…]
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Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 16th April 2020 Panel: Robert Buckland (Conservative) Lisa Nandy (Labour) Rachel Clarke (Medical Expert) Lord Bilimoria (Businessman) Venue: Wolverhampton Your humble reviewer has many happy memories of Wolverhampton. Despite having time on his [more…]
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Going Postal with Question Time
Graphic EJ – Updated by Sam. Fiona Bruce presents an hour of topical debate. On the panel are: Robert Buckland MP, justice secretary and lord chancellor, Lisa Nandy MP, shadow foreign secretary, Karan Bilimoria, founder [more…]
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Sit Down At Your Computer
QWERTY – Why? Sit down at your computer (or typewriter) and type a few lines. You can work out your speed and efficiency fairly easily – you have a rough knowledge of where the keys [more…]
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Amazon’s Dirty Tricks: When the BBC Calls
Readers of this website might have heard about my recently published critique of the BBC, ‘The Fake News Factory: Tales from BBC-land’ a fruity and occasionally witty expose of the UK’s thoroughly dishonest state propaganda [more…]
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Just a matter of trust
We are all currently sliding on a well greased mat, guided by the cavernous walls and twisted pathways of the ponderous helter-skelter of fate, rapidly descending into oblivion. Any reasonable or sane individual will by [more…]