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Unfinished Business

I’ve reached that age where my eye is drawn to the obituary column every time I open the newspaper. It hasn’t been a conscious move but, having arrived at my fiftieth year, I am increasingly aware of the hopes of … Continue reading

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Age

Time was when I could drink eight pints of Tetleys and several double vodkas and turn up, more or less intact, for a 9-o’clock biochemistry lecture. But those days are gone. Yesterday, while I took Mrs Crox and the younger … Continue reading

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