Monthly Archives: March 2010

In Norwich II

So I start the walk this morning and before we’ve got going we’re approached by an elderly couple with a curly haired dog, perhaps a Labradoodle. ‘Is that a Saluki?’ the woman asks. ‘Yes,’ I say. Then there’s a bit … Continue reading

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In Norwich

The Bird Feeder All winter, at dusk, there’s just me and this man down by the lake. I am finishing my walk or run with Dylan, he is arriving with a carrier bag of bread to feed the swans and … Continue reading

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Supersize Multiple Choice New Labour with Extra Fries

Charles Clarke is our MP. Clarke is pompous and reasonably odious (I was once sat at a dinner table where he came to interrupt and put it about that he would be standing against Gordon Brown for the Labour Leadership … Continue reading

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I thought I’d start with the simple stuff

[This will allow me the time to go and watch the recording of Gavin and Stacey] What do you call a fish with no eyes? …Fsh

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Items missing from the blog in recent times

1. Thoughtful articles 2. Essays on food 3. Jokes 4. Political analysis 5. Foreign affairs 6. The Spanish situation 7. Rants This is all mainly the fault of horses and horse racing. I might correct these matters in the week … Continue reading

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Where the clouds are made of candy floss

You only need to watch the first minute and a half to get an insight into our typical Sunday Morning.

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All Hail the Diva

Makemeadiva’s tip below was one of those miracles that come along once in a rare happy while: horses that drift from 33s to 100/1 do not tend to do a lot of winning. I hope some of you got on. … Continue reading

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