Ten years ago today, I sat up in bed with a cup of tea and the laptop, messing around with WordPress. In…
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Clothes do maketh the person. We are all ourselves, essentially a blank canvas to broadcast to the outside world our beliefs and…
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An email from her mother brought Mayu the news that Shota’s mother had died. Her first thought was to keep it from…
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There aren’t enough books out there like What About Reb, so be warned that when you finish reading it, you are likely…
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There comes a time in any young life where the senses are suddenly open and art of any genus strikes like a…
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Book ReviewsFeaturedLiverpoolTen Years On The Parish: The Autobiography and Letters of George Garrett
I have often wished I could step back in time to see the Mersey in its golden years brimming with vessels setting…
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We meet in town, in one of the pubs. Way back when, before gastropubs and chains, before pubs got remodelled to look…
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A tongue that can be like a cactus, both naturally beautiful and toxic, Gerry Potter is a passionate orator, described as: A…
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Charles Dickens’ short tale of the supernatural, The Signal-Man begins with, Halloa! Below there… A ghost story of quality should be simple…
