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A Voice Called Can’t II … Stuart France

* Uffington, we decided on the way up there, is a ‘biggie’. A Big Hitter. Major League. Top Drawer. Or any other of the many hackneyed phrases the Tee Vee Heads like to summon in order to express quality. If … Continue reading

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A Voice Called Can’t… Stuart France

* It had already been a long, sticky, drive… We had finished up our ‘rekkie’ just after One Bell when Wen finally pointed the aerodynamic nose of the Green Goddess towards Avebury… The heat in the day showed no signs … Continue reading

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Rather, a Neanderthal?… Stuart France

* If it were true that we had evolved and progressed and were still continuing to do so… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Odyssian Airs… Stuart France

* The spirit most resmbles a stomach. Its intent is always the assimilation of new experience, according to its digestive capacity. * The free spirit, that discarder of cloaks and masks, is endowed with brutal honesty. * Continue reading at … Continue reading

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A Vice Called Cant… Stuart France

* ‘Use every man after his desert and who shall ‘scape whipping…’ Hamlet, Act2 Scene 2 * Hail, eternal plodders, hail! Stretch-out, stretch-out the tedious tale… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Our Foolish Motley… Stuart France

* We love and loathe this fearful world of barely audible commands and hardly visible acquiescence. * We wear a horse-hair shirt of expectation and clutch it tighter. * We dance in our chains and skip between blades.  * Continue … Continue reading

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Stratford-Strange III… Stuart France

* … “I suppose, Carbrook Hall ‘took the biscuit’ in that respect.” “Yes, it’s one thing to be ignored by a bar-tender at a bar but not to be seen at all!” “And all the while I was snapping away, … Continue reading

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