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    lazing on a sunny afternoon…

    Well this weekend begins with the fabulous news that the tax man will not be taking all my dough in January, only most of it (and if I manage to be slightly more organised over the coming months, this itself could even be further reduced to some). My delightful accountant, having assimiliated the facts and figures, has informed me that…

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    we’re having a heatwave…

    Home again and I have once more had a lively week; not for the first time I have been spoiled to within an inch of my life, treated to wonderful food and wine no less than three times in five days (and see above for the opening stage of my particularly gratifying mission to eat as much tapas as is…