The Swaling, Part Forty Seven
The Colonel toured Sleescale’s backstreet digs in his battered Transit van picking up our colleagues as if they were black economy workers to be delivered to building sites, cockle beeches or docks. Most of us [more…]
The Colonel toured Sleescale’s backstreet digs in his battered Transit van picking up our colleagues as if they were black economy workers to be delivered to building sites, cockle beeches or docks. Most of us [more…]
Davies brought me breakfast in bed. Was it genuine concern or his army humour? I was in a bit of a state. His cooking wasn’t great. The culinary school that he relied upon seemed to [more…]
There has been much welcome talk of a government initiative to nominate free ports in the north & develop a platform for the renaissance of some of the great cities of yesteryear, the cities that [more…]
Monday Another week to document and it’s a big one. We leave the EU on Friday evening at 11pm. Bozzie and Dom are still planning and don’t want to appear triumphant, even if they are. [more…]
“Civilise the mind but make savage the body” the old adage has it. A simple principle, and one that I feel has served me well since commencing reading voraciously with exercising nearly 20 years ago. [more…]
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