Tag Archives: 1940’s

The ever wise Groucho Marx on political principles

Those are my principles, and if you don’t like them… well, I have others. (Chris)

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Revisiting old memories

Just on a whim, the other day I decided to revisit the place in Islington North London, where I and my family lived from the late forties to the mid sixties. A tedious tube journey mostly on the District line … Continue reading

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Love Poem

Don’t ask why, don’t question it, Don’t calculate with reason: How I love you? Why I love you? What I love you for? And for how long? Don’t ask why, don’t question it: Are you a sister to me? A … Continue reading

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