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GHOSTS OF CHRISTMAS PAST ~ 3. Why I now love Christmas Eve.
What an odd thing to say? A joyous evening for many, surely? But for a few – and I have been privileged to count myself among them – not s...
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“Two into one won’t go.” And whoever coined that phrase (wasn’t it a song?) may have been right. The new title of this commonplace column... -
My memories of Christmases in Himbleton – the bucolic village east of Worcester where I spent my early boyhood years – are a jumble of ima... -
This was written and published in various places ten years ago to the day. I have not edited it in any way. A CURATE’S CHRISTMAS IN TAUNTON...
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