Tag Archives: Freshly Pressed

Leaving

There are so many ways of leaving, of ending things, aren’t there? Paul Simon sang of fifty. Which reminds me of ‘Still Crazy After All These Years.’ Which reminds me of a sad end to a strange relationship. But that’s … Continue reading

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Oh dear. Someone’s been reading my blog. Was it you?

Dear People-who-have-followed-me-since-I-was-Freshly-Pressed, I don’t know if it’s the done thing to send you a letter, but does that matter? After all, I don’t exist, do I? If anyone can get away with it I can. So … Thank you. Thank … Continue reading

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