Call the midwife!

Of course, I don’t remember anything about my birth. But the stories passed on from siblings and parents tell me that I was born one Friday afternoon, just after lunch, in the same bed my mother and father slept in most of their lives. My father was at work: one of my then four siblings…

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Laughter Lines

With apologies and thanks to our friends at Moat URC for being able to lift these jokes from their magazine DecidePolitician to aide: “About their charge that I’m indecisive – do you think I should answer it, or let it go, or answer it in part, or what?” OldOld politicians never die. They just run once…

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