
My grandmother’s kitchen
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Life’s too short to drink instant coffee

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I’m inclined to say I grew up in my grandfather’s house but it was of course also my grandmother’s and I lived there for most of the 1950s.

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Not something we can do at moment of course but that doesn’t stop me reminiscing. My memories of going to the cinema, or to the flicks as we would have said in those days, began in the early 60s. As…

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This is Buster and it’s a more complicated and timely photo this month.
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I ran 4.5 km yesterday. No big deal you might rightfully think but it was a part of my progress towards a medium term goal of 5k in 35 minutes. But more about that later. In the meantime I’ve been…

Firstly the small print. I’m a baby boomer, got my own house with no mortgage and have a couple of occupational pensions which keep my bank balance positive (although my pension pot has taken a bit of a hit as…
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Well that’s not exactly true in that (a) I knew who he was, and (b) he was an active part of my life as I was growing up. But I guess that because my parents separated when I was only…
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This is sort of a signal photo being taken just before Boris J got really tough with his lockdown rules. I went into Cambridge to see what I could get from the market and was delighted to see lots of…

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Back to Cambridge this month for a peep at King’s College down St Edward’s Passage. This was taken with my Sony Xperia XZ1, 1/160th at f2.0 and ISO40. The focal length was 4.4mm. I confess to a little post processing…

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It’s been a funny old week. Last weekend was just about normal and now through the week we’ve had daily briefings from Boris Johnson as he imposes ever tighter controls on public activity so that we as a country can…

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It’s worth a little reflection. Six months ago, on Thursday 29 Aug 19, I was flat on my back at Royal Papworth having a stent inserted in my right coronary artery and I still find it remarkable that I’m leading…
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