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Earl Beardie at Glamis (A Legend)

He sits in a narrow chamber forever, throwing dice with the Devil, wearily feigning outrage at Auld Hornie's underhand tactics. The dice rattle like...

Luton Revisited (After John Hegley)

Many years ago, John Hegley wrote a seismic political poem about class and mobility for his home town of Luton. It still shocks today. You can hear...
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The Oupa and the Sea

My Afrikaans Grandfather Beer and jokes weekend golf and holidays and practising his swing, they said his drive wasn't so far but it was straight. He...
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ELECTION 2024

ELECTIONS 2024 India's democratic exercise begins, EC monitors it, with enough power, The judiciary can’t question it Within the constitutional...
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How Could I Be So Stupid

Dear diary...just had to write this reminder to myself to not be foolish again. It all started on Friday 12th April 2024. Me and my partner began our...
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Quality Retention

In those early visits to Forgall Terrace, I did not meet Phyllis Berrills. But she was there alright. First day I could hear the clack-clack of an...
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Rental (Part 2 of 2)

I move briskly, like I’m late for the Stratford bus, but that can’t be where I’m going. I recognize the land around me. These are the fields on the...
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Rental (Part 1 of 2)

Back to the Future plays silently on a wall-mounted TV. It’s the scene where Marty promises to take Jenn out in his Dad’s truck. I don’t need the...
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“Are You Ready to Go Back to Titanic?”

Apparently not. Today is the celebration of Durten’s life. In the Universal Hall. Last Thursday I asked a friend when it was arranged. I felt my...

Wonderful King

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] God pre-eminent we worship, wholly wise and full of grace. He alone can be the Saviour, only He can keep us...

Tea

You loved tea and drank it continuously. Not just any tea though, it had to be Darjeeling with full fat milk. ‘Weak as p**s’, some would mock. You’d...
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Killing Scorpio - Part Two

It was upstairs in the smaller of the O2 venues and the place was only half full so we had no trouble in threading our way through to the front. We...
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Killing Scorpio - Part One

You must have had this conversation in your head. We all have haven’t we? Or no, maybe I’m wrong. Yes, when I think about it I probably am wrong, I...
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Touch

When I was young, my mother tried not to touch me as much as she could. I was very dirty but not really dirty enough to avoid being touched. When I...
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Yellow Blooms Of Late May

My eyes are windows to the world, focused on charms of each sweet day; in such a place that's so alive with sweeping acres of green and yellow...
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The Ghost Of The Abandoned House

The Ghost Of The Abandoned House By Paul McCann Every day Dennis would leave Butler Street school with me to have lunch . went to my Grandmothers...
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The Foggie Neuk (pronounced / foe-ghee nuke /

I love a Farmer’s Market. It makes me feel all wholesome and not at all annoyed that wicker baskets catch your clothes. Moving through the fayre in a...
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The Singing Corner Boys

The Singing Corner Boys By Paul McCann The singing corners boys of old Ardoyne knew how to harmonise , they could cut out a song like a choir of...

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