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Welcome to the London Borough of…, part IX
Last time: I went to the Museum of the Home, and only got two more borough signs. Slacking, really. If this project, for want of a better word, is characterised by one thing, it’s…
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Five things I learnt from vintage Argos catalogues
I went to the National Library again on Friday, after having seen a blog post by one of their librarians about their growing collection of home shopping catalogues. Given that I am now the…
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No-one ever could reach me
When is a board game review not a board game review? Well, when it’s a long digression on the subject of logic puzzles, for one. But also, I’d argue, when the game irritates the…
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Welcome to the London Borough of…, part VIII
Last time: I found a cow. It was a nice cow. Also some more borough signs, I guess. My goodness, I am tired. I’m writing this after a day with train journeys out-of-proportion in…
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At the interval
This week’s post is an anecdote. Well, it is right now. I’ve just looked up the origin of the word “anecdote”, and it derives from an Ancient Greek word meaning “unpublished”. To put it…
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I was an impossible case
How did you learn your times tables? For me, it was a combination of practising them on the walk to school, and listening in the car to a cassette tape. I still remember the…
