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Bawbag

Six years ago today the Pater made his last, grand entrance, blown into the crematorium on the shoulders of four sturdy but bedraggled pall bearers, amid a flurry of horizontal rain, hail, wind and leaves. How those men didn’t drop … Continue reading

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Cross 

One of my very earliest memories dates back to Friday 4th September 1964. I was five years old and just about to start school but on that day I was sitting, helping the Mater shell peas for lunch. And on … Continue reading

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The unkindest cut

I don’t like my hair. I never have really. It’s a bit rubbish. The problem is, it’s never decided what it wants to be. It’s not curly and it’s not straight. For most of my life it’s tended to be … Continue reading

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Hot

We’ve had almost two weeks now of unrelenting good weather and everyone is very excited: there’s an awful lot of inappropriate clothing being hauled out of the back of wardrobes; one of our cleansing operatives (dustmen) appeared this morning sporting … Continue reading

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D.I.V.O.R.C.E.

Ten years ago today my life ended. Which is to say that the Ex announced, rather out of the blue, that our 25 year journey together was over, and I was no longer required on the voyage. And that was … Continue reading

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