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R. R. R.
Different ways of speech communication is one of my earliest memories. The fact that, at home, my mother and grandmother speak one way, and friends, neighbours and people in the street another. Then there’s the way my mother speaks to … Continue reading
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In Praise of Tricksters
I feel tears pooling my eyes before he even utters his final lines: Ditemi voi signori se i quattrini di Buoso potevan finire meglio di così. Per questa bizzarria m’han cacciato all’inferno, e così sia. Ma con licenza del grande … Continue reading
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Important – Please Read – EU GDPR
My Dear Readers, As you may already know, in order to comply with the new European Union General Data Protection Regulation (GDPR), effective from 25 May 2018, I must have a privacy policy for this website. As far as my … Continue reading
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Renters or Second-Class Citizens
The phone rings. It’s the letting agents. “This is a courtesy call to let you know that the landlord wants to sell your flat and this is your two months’ notice.” The words hang over your head, making the air … Continue reading
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Christmas Eve
“Once in Royal David’s City Stood a lowly cattle shed”. I hold my breath. I always find myself holding my breath for the minute or so between the BBC Radio 4 announcer’s voice falling silent and the chorister getting to … Continue reading
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Tagged christmas, katherine gregor, king's college choir, scribe doll
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Brexit – The Hairline Fracture*
H. and I have just come back from a two-week holiday in Rome. We left Great Britain, we left the United Kingdom, and have come back to Little England, with everything this implies. For the first week after the Referendum, … Continue reading
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Wine and Politics
We were in something of a celebratory mood, so, being in London for the day, went for lunch at one of our favourite Italian restaurants, in Bloomsbury. “Let’s go there,” I said to H. “Last time we were there, the … Continue reading
