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270/365 Seasons of mists and brandy liqueurs….

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Dear Co-op, I like you, I really do. That’s why I visit often. Frequently, I’m found pondering what’s for tea or finding the one thing I’ve run out of in your sell stocked aisles. You’re handy and there’s parking. I love your loyalty card and the fact you send me a dividend every year – in fact, […]

An evolution of ovens…

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Where did it all start? When the first person discover that their freshly slain supper tasted so much better if you dropped it in a fire for a while?   Did they instantly understand that if you heated it for the right amount of time it would smell amazing and everyone would gather hungrily and […]

269/365 Launching a new publication

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This morning the Panther of News and Boy Three put on their visors and rolled up their sleeves as they held the first editorial meeting for the Boy’s new newspaper. It was such a hit at nursery that, if the Panther’s not careful, he’ll be running master-classes for a whole roomful of four-year-old hacks. 

268/365 Bring on the snow…

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    Boy Three has been sent a cosy pair of snow boots to try out. They come from Mountain Warehouse and promise all manner of warmth and grippiness. “They are really fluffy,” he declared before insisting on wearing them with his PJs as he stomped to bed. “Will it snow soon?” I hope not […]

267/365 the book group trials

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Look at this, it’s rare. The sitting room is clean and tidy. There are no toys or nasty sticky bits, for once. Why?Because it’s my turn to host the book group (Gone Girl, since you ask). Everything was all sorted – unaccountably calm was the mood half an hour before everyone was due.Then I realised […]