A POST IN TWO HALVES

This post, like a football match, comes in two halves. A week today, we leave the European Union for a period of transition out. As readers of this blog know, I think this is a foolish and sad decision, but I may be wrong. But even...

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A little shop in Beeston

Like many high streets, ours is struggling. Although we have a wonderful greengrocer/fishmonger that has been a family business for over 100 years, and two butchers, it sometimes seems that most of the premises are charity shops, nail bars,  coffee shops, estate agents… or empty...

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The 2019 election (sigh)

It may be otherwise with you (and we can still be friends if it is) but the three days following close of polling on 12th December were a depressing time in the Blogger’s household. It appeared that the country had looked at the various alternative...

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Voiceless Day

(Happy New Year!) As most of you know, I allocated 27th December 2019 as a Voiceless Day: partly as a social media advertising device, and partly as an experiment in the life of my protagonist, Hridnaya. Hridnaya is a Voiceless servant, whose purpose is to enable her...

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Christmas in Ragaris

A certain amount can be learned about Christmas on Ragaris from the end of “We Do Not Kill Children” and the rest of the canon, especially “The Queen’s Gift”, which is here http://www.penelopewallace.com/the-queens-gift/. I do know a bit more – although it should be remembered...

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Not a ruin

(I thought I'd leave the election until later - and then I thought I couldn't bear not to rant today - and then I thought again. So you will get my doubtless unoriginal musings on the election at some point, but not till after Christmas.) My...

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Uganda (2) : The Church

As I said, "We spent a few days in the town of Ibanda, accommodated in church-leaders’ homes. We then spent two days in a game park, being wide-eyed tourists. Then some of the team went north to the large town of Lira." The object of visiting...

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