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    forty three!

    Four weeks to the day after Christmas – check. Dark, raining and freezing cold – check. Forty three years on from 22nd January 1973 – it’s my birthday! After the relative peace of this week and a few more adventures in DIY (including a foray into my new favourite activity, the fitting and hairdryer-shrinking of insulating window film) I’m looking…

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    onward and upward…

    Well, the world is a darker, drabber place this week. I’m wishing I’d at least gone ahead with my intention to follow the David Bowie Is exhibition around a couple more places (Bilbao was on the cards, or maybe even Toronto) when still not tired of it after the half dozen visits to the V&A, and it pains me an…