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Everybody knows the story from 1001 Arabian Nights of the poor Chinese boy Aladdin and his magic lamp. It tells how the boy is trapped in a cave where the lamp is kept. A magician sent Aladdin into the cave because he craved the lamp and its power. But it must come to him second-hand.... Continue Reading →
On Tuesday 6th November 2018 I looked at the last poppy of several I had been watching for a few weeks. It had a petal hanging down and I realised it would not last until Remembrance Sunday. I took a photograph. Heavy rain had been forecast and like so many victims of the First World... Continue Reading →
When we marched through London to Hyde Park in an effort to prevent Tony Blair's War in Iraq we were totally ignored. Blair had no interest in the electorate. He just wanted to destabilise Iraq and see western companies installed to steal the oilfields. Clare Short summed his attitude up by saying that he never... Continue Reading →
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