Grandpa Dale was a quiet, stern looking man who always wore a shirt, tie and waistcoat on the farm, even on the sunniest days. He was hard but never unkind and I adored him. 611 more words
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I thought long and hard on which event to start the story of William West with. After some deliberation it boiled down to one of two good tales; the bottle of gin, teacher, and roaring open fire, or the Candle story. 540 more words
In the evening Carmelite Street in London is a quiet place, its narrow streets bereft of life. But wait. A lone figure staggers out of the nearby Blackfriars tube station and heads back to the… 1,219 more words
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Food banks, domestic abuse and poverty in David Cameron’s favourite holiday destination. 11 more words
Another new entry at number 7 in Cornwall’s top ten growth spots for the period to 2030. Realising the Camborne-Redruth area, thankfully renamed by the social engineers as the much less old-fashioned CPIR or CPR, was woefully underperforming, Cornwall Council wants to see a minimum of 6,200 more houses built in the area by 2030. 328 more words