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When I was a child, we had a tortoise called Winnie who had belonged to my father when he was a boy in the 1950s. He called his pet Winston after Churchill, but this name had to be changed when he dis

IT’S been an emotional few weeks in the Grigg household, now that my Mum has gone. Mr Grigg and I have been going through her things, setting aside a game of solitaire for Number One Son who used to e

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Life has a bad habit of mirroring art. Sometimes, this can be in a deeply sad way. A while after I wrote about the assumption of guilt in a traumatised young woman with poor social skills, I watched a

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