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Poetry – it rhymes doesn’t it?

Poetry – it rhymes doesn’t it?

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains, One minute past, and lethe wards had sunk, (Keats – Ode to a Ni ...
We’ve paid our dues

We’ve paid our dues

Hi, what a great paper and how can I get it on a regular basis? The article tells it as it is. How dare this bunch of wallys dare to imply that we are receiving our own money back as a benefit and tha ...
Spiralling cost of funerals

Spiralling cost of funerals

I am an atheist, so my comments may offend some of your readers; I will therefore apologise in advance. I am particularly concerned about the spiralling cost of funerals, as outlined in the April ‘Mat ...