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It is a tale told by an idiot, all sound and fury signifying nothing Last night, I went to bed wondering if this is what it must have felt like to be alive during the Cuban Missile Crisis, that whisper in the head of “what happens if we wake up …

Through me you enter into the city of woe. I don’t know where to start on all this. As a small child I remember asking my parents why there were such long queues at the petrol station, to be told it was because of the Yom Kippur war in the …

The tearoom lady called me love. All the shop ladies called me love and most of the men called me mate. I hadn’t been here twelve hours and already they loved me There are some things that the British do better than anyone else. And Monday September 19th was one …