Category Archives: Unreliable memories

Even in normal years, many of the children in school are from families who could not afford a holiday. This year, the massive hike in the cost of holiday accommodation will mean many more will not have a holiday. Perhaps … Continue reading →

An Irish colleague complained at the lateness of the English summer holidays, feeling the best days were past before children had a chance to step into the weeks of freedom on 21st July. The delight of the summer holidays in … Continue reading →

“Sir, I think I am going to die.” “You are,” I said. “Sir, that’s not a very encouraging thing to say to someone who doesn’t feel very well.” “Do you know,” I responded, “I think the existentialists would suggest that … Continue reading →

The fourth Sunday in June in 1986 dawned clear and bright at Murlough, Co Down.  The natural beauty of the place with the Mourne mountains across the bay would have made it not such a bad place to have stayed … Continue reading →

On BBC Radio 6, the presenter Steve Lamacq invited listeners to send in their memories of the Glasyonbury Festival, to suggest what music from the BBC archives of the festival should be played on the programme. The BBC weren’t at … Continue reading →