Yes - and already various gripes: i) why can't I just use my old Blog account - it was perfectly acceptable? ii) why am I being charged by Citibank Visa for their error with the statements? iii) why doesn't Stonemanor (Waterloo) stock Oatibix?
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The train between Farnborough and Waterloo (London) brought back unpleasant memories of a year commuting in the 1980s. No doubt, some of my fellow passengers this week were doing the journey back then - and maybe some ten to twenty years before that. A life of dark mornings, fetid carriages, crumpled suits and newspapers, delays at Clapham junction waiting for a platform ... and now the obligatory cell phone bores ("Yeah, Colin, yeah, say we'll go with that, what?, yeah, 20 K, yeah, OK?, and tell Trina in Accounts, yeah, OK mate, see you in half an hour, Ciao"), the iPods (tsh-tsh-tsh-tsh-tsh), the 'alternative' ties in migraine-inducing shiney colours ... Grab the emergency cord! Jump! There has to be more to life than this. (There is).
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New books: 'Body of Work' by Maggie O'Sullivan with 'A Natural History in 3 Incomplete Parts', Stravinsky lectures, a knock-down copy of W.S. Graham's Collected Poems, and 'Minimalism' ed. Meyer.
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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April Fool?
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