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I did make it to the club again and had a few pints of the foaming ale against my better judgement. The club is packed – the tribes are out to watch the football and cheer loudly every time Eng-er-land miss or score (which was twice) I am not tribal – I support Scotland, Aberdeen and Brighton so I don’t really do football but I do like a challenge. Joan comes storming up and asks me if I am still anything to do with…

Wednesday 1st April and my computer is playing a April fool on me! Somehow something has got on it and deleted the DVD player driver along with Microsoft publisher so I can’t reload it. I will have to get my computer expert on the case because I need to access publisher to work on a funding bid. Very funny. NOT! Jonathan put A Roland Ratso file on the desk top and I opened that by mistake and it was only on page 36 and…

Maggie's as "community jewel" Wednesday, April 01, 2009, AMERICA'S First Lady Michelle Obama today visited the London centre of Maggie's – the charity set to build premises for cancer patients and their families in Nottingham – and described it as a "community jewel." Mrs Obama made tour of the centre at Charing Cross Hospital, accompanied by Prime Minister's wife Sarah Brown, while their husbands got down to business…

I have just bought a new watch. Being a gadget man I had to have one with several dials and a sixty two page instruction booklet all in English. A couple of problems with it. I can’t see very well and my super doper glasses that I bought don’t do very much to help. It’s not that my eyesight is bad – it had deteriorated – it’s just that my arms are too short. Strange how our arms shorten as we get older. Anyway in this…

I mentioned some time ago (The Demise of Roland Ratso: Chapeter nine or ten) about Chris Muter - a coal miner who wrote excellent poetry who had suddenly died from a massive heart attack. I said I would publish his poem "Red Ribbon" because it sent shivers down my spine. Well I have only just found it - so here it is. Red Ribbon by Chris Muter 2000. The stars were as bright as diamonds that night A silvery cloud sailed…