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    (my) summer in the city…

    Well technically it was summer, although the sight of the thunderstorms and torrential rain last Wednesday afternoon would make anyone fortunate enough to be on Manhattan island question the fact unless they were sitting in the middle of it, the temperatures being firmly in the mid 80’s (I myself being in the mid twenties, given that I spent a fair…

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    going back to new york city…

    Shh! OK, it’s an auto publish, and technically I am Not Really Here. Or there, although I will be soon, and at some preposterous hour of the night which isn’t even appealing on UK time. Having unexpectedly whiled away eight and a half hours getting home from Glasgow on Sunday after what the website called a ‘person-hit-by-train incident’ at (where…

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    me and mrs carter…

    This evening’s post comes courtesy of Virgin West Coast’s onboard wifi – I am winging my way to Glasgow as we speak, and having survived the freezing temperatures on the platform at Preston especially, the final leg is well underway and touchdown ought to be in half an hour or so… Today’s most exciting news is that I (to my…