Losing Battles and Other Journalists' Clichés
People don’t lose battles with
Ann Tinworth, 1939 - 2008
There are some phrases that your head just refuses to accept as applying to you. “My Mum is dead” is
Tea, Papers & Chemo
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WiFi in the Cupboard
The only way I’ve been able to get internet access for much of the past week: The apartment where
Back in Business
I’m back in London and back at work after what has been a very difficult few days. Expect normal
Light Blogging Ahead
Not sure how much I’ll be blogging over the next few days. My Mum’s off to hospital for
Norfolk and Nowich Hospital
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Random Photography
Oh, it’s nice to be able to post again, even if it’s only a quick link between reading
Bramfield Church Fete
If there’s one tradition worth celebrating in the English village of years gone by, it’s the church fete.