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Monthly Archives: May 2022
A single life
The pharmacy hadn’t all the tablets to make up my prescription when I called last Wednesday. I was given enough for a week and told to call back. Going to collect the balance of the medication, I realised it would … Continue reading
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A swede and dead Swedes
The man stood staring at me. Wearing an old brown anorak with the hood pulled up, his pallor was paler than that of some corpses I have seen. Curly white hair was visible beneath his hood, his beard had a … Continue reading
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Middle class music
Friday on my mind was played on the radio. David Bowie’s 1973 cover of the original 1965 version by Australian band The Easybeats. Of course, Friday night was a moment to relish if you worked the “five day drag” of … Continue reading
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Rhiannon and Gladys
Rhiannon used to scare me. Of course, Rhiannon never existed except as a 1970s song. But her name used to evoke a sense that there was a sophisticated and streetwise world out there that was forever beyond the understanding of … Continue reading
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Smelly people
A colleague who retired in the 1980s used to comment, “at least there is no poverty now.” Of course, he was right. There was nothing comparable with the conditions of the 1930s when he had been a young man. But … Continue reading
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