My autobiography - the only serious thing here.

Village schooldays

Local history mystery

Deep Purple... bruises?

A birthday message to the middle-aged.

I believe in...?<

Scrumpy<

Our local lycanthropist< /a>

* Things now start getting a bit raunchy.

Is this the way it was?

Or was this more like it.

The joy of life.

To commemorate our 34th wedding anniversary,

A little fairy story.

Let's go back 36 years to

October 1968.

And a third visit:

False memories of 39 years ago.

And for a spot of depression:

My epitaph.

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Sunday, October 21, 2007