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    Sunday, 03 June 2018

    Different ways of speech communication is one of my earliest memories. The fact that, at home, my mother and grandmother speak one way, and friends, neighbours and people in the street another. Then there's the way my mother speaks to my grandmother ...
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    Sunday, 27 May 2018

    I feel tears pooling my eyes before he even utters his final lines:   Ditemi voi signori se i quattrini di Buoso potevan finire meglio di così. Per questa bizzarria m'han cacciato all'inferno, e così sia. Ma con licenza del grande padre Dante, S...
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    Sunday, 25 February 2018

    My train home wasn't due for another half hour and I strolled up the platform, looking for something to snack on. There wasn't anything particularly appetising left at that time of the afternoon at the small town station, and I was suddenly tempted b...
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    Sunday, 18 February 2018

    Miserere mei, Deus: secundum magnam misericordiam tuam. Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dele iniquitatem meam. Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea: et a peccato meo munda me.   The voices gently rise to the stone vaults and fill the 1...
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    Sunday, 21 January 2018

    The Scene: A bar. The Players: Novelists, children's writers, academics, translators, journalists, biographers, and other assorted literary intellectuals. * "Hi! Nice to see you! Which way did you come?" "Oh, it was bloody awful.  I drove down th...

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Rosy Cole We Don't Say Goodbye
23 June 2018
Much deep wisdom here. Thank you!To be honest, I'd rather never say goodbye... No matter what plans ...
Stephen Evans We Don't Say Goodbye
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Sound advice Ken.
Ken Hartke We Don't Say Goodbye
13 June 2018
I may have posted this before -- I sometimes need to revisit it. I occasionally need to give myself ...
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