Concertina

I’ve never told anyone this story. It’s not the most pleasant or impressive story in which I feature, and I’m not proud of myself. I was young – that’s my only excuse. It begins with my dad in his arm chair shouting: ‘There’s a bloke at the front door for you. He looks like a …

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A Laugh A Minute Diary From My Sickbed

On Friday, I had a lovely evening out with fourteen other people, friends, family. There was food, laughter, much hugging and kissing. On Saturday I went speed dating. With foreign language students. So not dating exactly. And definitely no hugging and kissing. On Sunday, I went to see my brother and his wife and we …

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