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Happy to talk

The four boys sat around the table talking, there was not a phone in sight. I went over to them and said how encouraging it was that they were content to just happy to talk. Talking was a serious business … Continue reading

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Beltane in Glastonbury

On Monday, it will be the first day of May, a bank holiday Monday The last time May Day fell onĀ  Monday, a trip to Glastonbury brought an encounter with a large crowd gathered to mark the pagan festival of … Continue reading

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Foreign voices

‘Where are you from, sir?’ I have given up saying that I have lived thirty-six of the last forty years of my life in Ireland. ‘England,’ I said. ‘Where in England?’ ‘Somerset,’ I said. Except when I was back in … Continue reading

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Cost the Earth Day

Earth Day? More like Cost the Earth Day. It’s about taxes and more taxes. If I drove around the country in a Toyota Hiace van that had a broken back light, and leaked oil so much that pressing on the … Continue reading

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I would like a pink polka-dot bra

The summer holidays are just seven weeks away. On Saturday, 3rd June, I shall sail for Cherbourg: a week touring the battlefields of the Western Front (with Juno Beach in Normandy and Dunkirk added to the First World War sites). … Continue reading

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