Yesterday, we spent some time putting together a flow chart for a project we’re due to be working on which involves content for a specialist...
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It had been eight years since we sat on the covered terrace of our friend Jo’s parents’ house in Hay-on-Wye. Mid November, and the sun...
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“MASKS! GET OUT!” The words were a violent shock-wave that blasted us two steps backwards, right out the door of the off-license and into the...
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I hand over the documents. My mouth is dry; the palms of my hand hot and damp. The officer scans the paperwork – once, twice,...
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“I'm on the lookout for thieves,” the woman patrolling the cork forest next to our house told us. I hadn't thought of the area where...
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The sheep have been sent out to work. Not a lot has happened in our part of Portugal since the last entry. Spring has popped...
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We miss you! It said. It even had an exclamation mark to show how sincere it was. But do they? Do they really? The email...
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I don't think we'll tell DC about the two spiders we had to evict this morning. They weren't tarantula-sized, but they were big enough for...
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It's a dreich old morning; the wind's howling and the rain's lashing against the living room window. It's blowing in from the south west which...
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A week ago it was 5C in our kitchen first thing in the morning, rising to a balmy 7/8C by midday. The kitchen wasn't the...
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