On 20 September 1982, my wife, Marion, and I got married in Oxford. We then set off on our honeymoon to Burnley. An unusual destination for a newly married couple, I concede but after we had set the d

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TWO choc ices and an orange Kia-Ora, please.” He didn’t need to tell me what he wanted. As soon as the house lights went up, and he appeared in the aisle, I was already reaching into the illuminated t

It was lovely writing about my childhood in Swansea. When I turned 18, I felt so young – I’d never lived away from home before. My world was so safe and secure and wonderful. But I’d been reading Kenn

Like many television enthusiasts, I was saddened to see the famous London Studios along the Thames demolished earlier this year. Having worked there myself as a researcher on ITV’s This Morning, I alw