Category Archives: Thinking, or ranting, or both

The price of fame: a cigar for Jimmy Savile

Posted on October 27, 2012 by memoirsofahusk

I’m standing in the back of a British Telecom van, hanging onto a shelf. There are no windows. Jimmy Savile wants to arrive unseen in Leicester Square – he’ll be mobbed, he says, if we go in a car with … Continue reading →

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A bakery’s not just for Christmas

Posted on October 12, 2012 by memoirsofahusk

There’s a hush fallen over the world. Snow lies deep on the ground and barely a  car creeps by. The sky’s an odd shade of grey and the clouds hang low in the sky. It’s as if a great duvet’s … Continue reading →

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Blind fury – a tale of failure from the bush (and possibly a parable for 2012)

Posted on September 21, 2012 by memoirsofahusk

Jim’s had a quadruple bypass, he’s in his mid 70s and lied about his age to get on the dig. A skilled engineer, he coaxes the ancient, paraffin-fuelled Coca Cola fridge back to life –for a day at least. Deanne … Continue reading →

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