A kite doesn’t come alive until it’s licked by the wind. Only then does it make a dash for freedom, bursting towards the sky with an energy that seems to come from within. But there are kites…and there are kites. In the former...
Read MoreIt was a fine Sunday morning. As I peered out of the bedroom window at the sun-dipped street, I could sense that the neighbourhood was already in its joggy bottoms, easing into a wash-worn T-shirt, ready to take on the tasks of...
Read MoreThe last few weeks have been hectic for Liverpool’s veterinary community – or the ones qualified to look after puppet animals at any rate. First there was The Lion King with its record-breaking reign at the Empire, then...
Read MoreThe game was startling in its simplicity but my 12-year-old son stared at the screen as if bringing an Airbus in to land. You might think that kids raised in a world of HD interactive entertainment would spurn the cruder...
Read MoreIt’s a comment that was once so common, but is now never heard. “I’ve made you a tape,” we would say, “a few tracks you might like.” How nonchalant, how off-hand. But what we meant of course was, “I’ve poured my soul...
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