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Our columnist fondly recalls her first experiences of the world of work – and a few mishaps!

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

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby

OH yes!” Jean said suddenly. “I knew there was something I meant to ask you, Maureen. “Do you have a really good writing pad?” We were sitting in my conservatory, letting our tummies settle after scof

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I MET Josh on the green table. He had bright red hair and a freckly nose and he spent most of the day flicking bits of paper at me. From time to time, I’d put up my hand to complain, but mostly I igno