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(Very cheerfully) From Gladstone’s Library

A winter’s spun by, Somerset’s gone underwater, good old Tommy Finney’s died and so has Nelson Mandela, goodness knows how many Italian prime ministers there have been, the vanguard of the daffodils have burst out and the rest are well on their way. I’ve not managed a blog post in all that time as I’ve […]

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