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It Never Reigns But It Poors
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The Road to Hell?
Almost a month since my last post. Obviously, blogging every day, or even every week, wasn’t one of my resolutions at the New Year. Not that I would have kept…
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The Lost Symbol
I read The Lost Symbol over a couple of evenings shortly after it came out in September. I found myself wondering the same thing as I did after reading each…
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One Flu Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
A few days of my life have been stolen by the new flu. At least, the doctor thinks it was H1N1 although we have to wait ten days for the…
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Remembrance
One might say, at a stretch, that I am a survivor of WWII, as a piece of shrapnel penetrated our Anderson shelter during an air-raid in the first week of my…
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New Look — Old Issue
Yesterday, I dyed my hair. It’s not as dramatic an opening sentence as «Hier, maman est morte», Yesterday, Mommy died, from Camus’ L’Etranger, but it’ll serve to let you know…