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It may not be the best literary diet for a twelve-year-old, to read Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World one week, and George Orwell’s 1984 the...

By ‘dates’, I don’t mean the kind of meetings that people have which may lead to a romantic entanglement. Nor do I mean the fruit that grows...

It’s not easy being relatively chaotic if you’re trying to live an organised life. That was confirmed on a recent trip to Germany. I could...

The thing about dogs is that they get you out of doors. Which is just as well, because indoors they’re good at interrupting, or at least res...

What a weekend! What a visit! And what a day! Hatch, match and despatch. These are often said to be the only functions of an Anglican prie...

I keep on working through my old photos , a process constantly slowed down by the reawakening of memories of moments long past, of people lo...

“The photograph is younger,” says one of the characters in Tom Stoppard’s Professional Foul , to which another replies “it must be an old ph...

I’ve long since given up – or at any rate delegated to a significantly more competent authority – power of decision over where I live.  Af...

One of the advantages of clearing out a home, as I described a couple of weeks ago, is that you find lots of things you’d forgotten about. ...

Checks and balances, conflict and compromise. That’s what life’s all about, and that’s as true in the domestic sphere as anywhere else. ...