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Bombs, war and death-bringers. Another great day out.

Once upon a time, I worked for a magazine that spelt ‘defence’ ‘defense’. It was one of three magazines in the stable of an American specialist publisher and I was, for a while, the nearest thing they had to a … Continue reading

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