Following this blog, you might get the idea that all I’ve done over the past fortnight is sit and rant at the papers. Oh no! Quite apart from attending my brother’s wedding to the lovely Gwen in Edinburgh recently…
…I have been practising my rifle shooting on plastic and steel foxes with Robert Bucknell…
…freezing my wotsits off in a barn on the Isle of Wight, filming Terry Doe and
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What language is this and what does it mean? Jumpin fur danglee fings awn teh frij?