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Black is always black – sartorial elegance through the ages

I don’t think Mrs Cavewoman paid all that much attention to what she was wearing – at least not for the first ten thousand years or so. Or maybe she did … “Why can’t you kill me a nice leopard for a change, huh?” Mrs C glares at Mr C over dinner. “Look at her, […]

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The landscapes of the past

One of my favourite pastimes is to visit old churches. Not the fancy, huge Cathedrals, but rather the small, dilapidated churches that so generously dot our continent. The gate to the graveyard might squeak (or yet it might not, the hinges kept oiled by some diligent soul), headstones stand in ordered rows that degenerate to

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… When I’m sixty-four …

… my sister will be sixty-one, and hopefully we’ll still have several years of brisk walks and rambling conversations before us. Walking with my sister is something of a challenge. While being approximately 10 centimetres shorter, she has an impressive stride – and pace. Being the eldest, no way do I intend to let on

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Why idiotic tracts have to be conserved for the future

I guess (assume, HOPE – take your pick) that most of us believe in freedom of speech. Many of us do so by rote, i.e. it’s a knee-jerk reaction rather than a rational conclusion – we’ve been brought up believing in democratic rights and it’s necessary appendage, freedom of speech. Now and then I think

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Hold on tight to your dreams – note to self on my birthday

“Dream, dream, dream … dream, dream, dream.” Somewhat lame lyrics, and yet once upon a time this was one of my favourite songs (“Whenever I need you all I have to do is dream” sang Donny Osmond and my toes curled). Since then I’ve progressed (for a while there it was “Acroche toi a ton

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Mirror, mirror on the wall

Some days ago I was standing in front of my mirror fixing my hair when I noticed my biceps seemed to be hanging upside down. Some further checks made me conclude that the so called biceps had transformed into a rather unattractive fold of fat. (Well, not all of it: there’s quite enough biceps left

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We find it here, we buy it there

I love bookshops. Over the years I’ve invested a lot of money in all sorts of books, most of them spontaneous buys due to a book catching my eye. To slip into a store and spend a couple of happy hours wandering down aisles crammed with books – I can’t think of a better shopping

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Technologically challenged – a modern day affliction

I have a very good friend – my best friend – who alternates between laughing at my lack of technical acumen and making snarky comments about it. Constantly connected to her entire life through her mobile, she does mails, facebook, twitter, maps, weather forecasts, metric conversions, updates on daughters, on man, on friends & family,

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Will killing Charlotte come back to haunt me?

I have a thing about spiders. Let me rephrase that; I go weak kneed and squeak like a trapped mouse when I run into spiders indoors. Too many legs, too fast, too unpredictable … ugh! Outdoors, I have a “Live and let live” policy towards these creatures. I can actually concede that a spiderweb decorated

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