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On Screen
Don’t sit so close t’it You’ll damage your eyes! said dad He’d just been smoking . n.b. Aggressive, domineering father, picking up on his teenage daughter’s posture while reading her mobile as they sat in the queue at the health centre. The man had been outside for five minutes smoking a cigarette, which he threw Read more
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On Memory
A tune filtered through Happy chatter, chink and drink “…holy ground once more” . n.b. The other night a song played by the Irish folk band in a bar in Southsea, from an album we listened to as children, before we had the wherewithal to buy our own, caught my brother’s attention. The Clancy Brothers Read more