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December 31, 2020

The Lost Year

Come the stroke of midnight we’ll warm the last of the mince pies on the top of the wood burner and pop open the fizz, not to see in the new year but to make damn sure the old one leaves. Let’s hope 2021 brings a return to normality and I can symbolically remove the … Continue reading The Lost Year →
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Published on December 31, 2020 02:00

December 26, 2020

Top of the Pansy Pops 2020

What a year. Who would have predicted that 2020 would have brought a pandemic to strike us down and trash the global economy? Unsurprisingly, the coronavirus dominated the pansy charts this year. And there was death too but not because of the virus. Professionally, I lost a fellow author in a horrific murder and, personally, … Continue reading Top of the Pansy Pops 2020 →
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Published on December 26, 2020 02:00

December 19, 2020

Christmas Cheer from a Fine City

Let’s face it, 2020 has been a tough gig for everyone but I think I spot a dim light at the end of the tunnel. So time for a little festive cheer from Norwich, a fine city, as they say.
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Published on December 19, 2020 02:00

December 12, 2020

Staying Safe

Just because we can doesn’t mean we should. We usually fit in a jolly to the big city just before Christmas to see family. But not this year. Instead we’ll be hunkering down and staying put. My old girl will be one of the first in line for the vaccine as it’s rolled out, so … Continue reading Staying Safe →
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Published on December 12, 2020 02:00

December 5, 2020

Cheers from Chedgrave

Liam and I enjoy a tipple or three and we’re all for supporting local businesses. So to celebrate the end of the latest lockdown, we’ve combined both passions with a few bottles of Chet Valley wine from our local vineyard, supplied by our local farm shop, Cannell’s. Cheers! Postscript After the original post went out, … Continue reading Cheers from Chedgrave →
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Published on December 05, 2020 02:00

November 28, 2020

What’s in a Name?

The twin villages of Loddon and Chedgrave have ancient roots. Both are listed in the Domesday Book of 1086, that great asset register commissioned by that great asset stripper, William the Conqueror. Bill the Bastard wanted to know how much tax he could squeeze out of his newly acquired kingdom. The earliest written mention of …
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Published on November 28, 2020 02:00

November 21, 2020

Testing, Testing 1-2-3

By chance and completely at random, we were invited to participate in a national COVID-19 research study being run jointly by the Office for National Statistics and Oxford University. The aim is to track a large cohort of people from different ages, backgrounds and regions for a year to follow the progress of the virus. … Continue reading Testing, Testing 1-2-3 →
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Published on November 21, 2020 02:00

November 14, 2020

Gone Fishing

The wettest October since the Great Flood finally gave way to crisp brightness, and so to prevent the second lockdown becoming more of a lock-in, Liam pushed me out of the front door for a Sunday morning constitutional. We ventured along the Wherryman’s Way to the River Chet, past booted dog-walkers, a catch of socially … Continue reading Gone Fishing →
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Published on November 14, 2020 02:00

November 7, 2020

A Trip Down Malaysian Memory Lane

In 2016, I wrote a little piece about my semi-colonial life as a forces child in Malaysia back in the swinging sixties. The post – Reflections of an Army Brat – featured a blurry old black and white image I found online of Mountbatten Primary School, the school I attended. It started quite a conversation … Continue reading A Trip Down Malaysian Memory Lane →
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Published on November 07, 2020 02:00

October 31, 2020

Smoke-free by Thirty

I’m a dedicated and sometimes not very subtle eavesdropper. When we were travelling on the London Tube a few weeks back, two hipster types were sitting opposite chatting away. Naturally, I listened in. ‘Called the doctor today to get my hands on some Champix. I really need to quit the fags. He asked me if … Continue reading Smoke-free by Thirty →
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Published on October 31, 2020 03:00