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I passed it round the class: a piece of Roman pottery; expected them to gasp, to marvel at something so old: part of a handle, red fired clay with tra..
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We have so much to be so grateful for:another day is passing, after another dayof sitting looking out through the window,and it is all paid for, and a..
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The grove was the best location the gang hadfor reshooting sixpenny matinées -holidayfuls of Tommy’s Revengeand Escape from Stalag Luft I..
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They gave us statistics in the morning,overhead transparencies,topographies of adolescent cancer.Landmarks of suffering were mere microdots on a map;g..
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Two Days at Barts Hospital, LondonDay 1“Morning! I’m the registrar.”(…. this is worse than the butchery at Smithfield!Coming ..
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The dinner was in my honour,he said, for the visiting Englishman.French exchange in eighty-eight.Jean-Pierre's friends includedanother smallholder lik..
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He must have beena thunderinghighway-truck of a man;he filled the screenlike he'd filled his cab,but talked much smaller now;his photogenic sorrowdrew..
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There are some who spend their timeobsessing about lifeboats.You see them pacing the deck,counting the lifeboats, checking the ropes,sitting near the ..
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We collected these objets d’art as an investment,a certain elemental evening when the sky wasa Fighting Temeraire - imagine it all ablaze andsin..
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It's quiet - just her muttering and mumblingall day long, and outside, a double-muffledmelange of frosted voices scurrying past.The numbness she has, ..
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