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The teams stood either side of the centre circle, the match officials at one end of the circle and a lone trumpeter next to a giant poppy at the other.  The referee blew his whistle and the trumpeter sounded the … Continue reading →

Richard, my Godson was a UN Military Observer in Bosnia in the 1990s.  In 2008 Richard was summoned to the International Criminal Court in the Hague to give evidence at the trial for war crimes of three Croatian generals.  He … Continue reading →

It was during my student days in a deeply Catholic Ireland that I was introduced to the celebration of Halloween.  We never celebrated it at home.  We celebrated Bonfire Night, with fireworks and the burning of a home made guy.  … Continue reading →

How we perceive things creates our world.  But things are not always as we imagine.  A brown field site can be the most prolific nesting site for nightingales and a piece of green belt of little value to agriculture or … Continue reading →

It was after I had been talking to my sister about our home village that Miss Worcester came to mind.  Some people in the village were less visible than others, either because they chose to be, or because, to be … Continue reading →

Our four year old granddaughter was upset.  Her older sister had gone back to school.  The next door neighbours had moved and with them their son, who was just the right age for a playmate and the family that had … Continue reading →

At Saturday teatime the prefects came round each table and gave us our Saturday Sixpences.  It was a custom from sometime back in the past that ensured everyone had some pocket money.  You could put your sixpence (the equivalent of … Continue reading →

The Olympics and the Paralympics are over.  Medals have been won and the athletes are  back home.  The party’s over, but the pilgrimages continue.    It may seem strange to use the word ‘pilgrimage’, a journey with a sense of purpose, … Continue reading →

Worcester Cathedral stands above a gentle bend in the River Severn, its square tower rising above a belt of trees.  On a calm August day, people walk along the tow path, some ambling, some clearly exercising.  A hundred or more … Continue reading →

In front of me sits an emerald coloured wine glass.  Its tulip shaped bowl squats on a short stem, moulded to a slightly too small round base. Everything is just off centre and the texture of the glass is wavy … Continue reading →