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Madonna of the Penultimate Train

Not the last train, the one before. Packed, but not rowdy. Not teetering, precariously, on the border between alcoholic hilarity and boozed belligerence, like the last train of the night. The seats are arranged in fours. Rows of two-seats-facing-two-seats running … Continue reading

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Jesus weeps. The Pope, Christmas, war – and lemon myrtle soap

The pope gave a sermon last month which was widely reported. It was timely. The western world was turning its thoughts to the annual winter ritual of overspending and over-eating. No surprise, then, that the resulting headlines all seemed to … Continue reading

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The helpless, the hopeless, the despondent

I reached out my hand for the bin bag only to realise it was a baby in a car seat. In a rare fit of practical action I was helping sort donations for ‘migrants’ in the Calais ‘Jungle’ encampment. The … Continue reading

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Girl [and two boys] on a train. From miserable to mighty in 24 hours.

I’m reading a book – a real book – on a train. Serious stuff – Britain, 1974-1979. History. Hell, that makes me feel old. Three young people sit down, two opposite, one next to me. My concentration is broken. Hidden … Continue reading

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