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The Little Things

Death has been on my mind recently. Not my own – that will be the last thing I do. No, it is the demise of a lady in my extended circle which I have been pondering. It was not a surprise, particularly – age and a range of conditions made it likely that it would […]

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East London Mosque

Islam: A Ten Point Plan

Let me be clear from the outset – and get my virtue signalling in early – I have Muslim colleagues among whom I consider many to be my friends. I have few problems with any of them and regularly engage with one of them about the problems I see, not with individual Muslims but with

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The Houses of Parliament

A Question of Interests 

One way of understanding the Prime Minister, I think, is to assume he is a child playing at being Prime Minister. Like a little person solemnly sitting down at a desk and shuffling papers, much of the time, he seems to do things not because he needs to or wants to, but because he has seen others do them

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Depressed man

The Worst Job I Ever Had

Thanks to a recent YouTube recommendation, I have rediscovered the delights of Derek and Clive aka Dudley Moore and Peter Cook. One infamous recording, ‘The worst job I ever had’, is a harrowing account of the nocturnal collection of Winston Churchill’s bogeys – bogeys which, it transpired, were actually HMS Titanic. If you haven’t heard

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Glass of red wine

Wine O’Clock

“And relax. Put your feet up. Well, that was a day, wasn’t it? Anyway, you made it through and that’s not nothing. In fact, you deserve a reward. Glass of wine? Good idea. Just a cheeky one, mind. You’ve earned it.” With minor variations, this dialogue gets performed in countless heads across countless lands every

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Why?

My old tutor, a monk, towards the end of his life, told me that he had spent seventy years looking for something he had possessed all along. He was not a philosopher, nor a particularly religious man (I know, odd for a monk), but in that moment he spoke with a clarity that rendered all our books and arguments superfluous. His words have stayed with

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A week in Prague 

I have been in Prague this week for the first time. While I love many European and Eastern European capital cities such as Vienna and Budapest, Prague knocks those two places into a cocked hat. The architecture is stunning and mainly intact as the Allied bombing here in the Second World War was very light and, on one occasion, accidental. In common with Budapest and Vienna,

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