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Ammonites and Leaping Fish

Ammonites – yes! I love them, crusty and dusty, or cut through and polished to show off the minerals. I remember cycling to a quarry on the Roman road near my childhood home to fossick through the rubble for fossils. … Continue reading

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Stranger’s Child: Alan Hollinghurst

“Some people winners. Some people not winners. Me not a winner.” This was my little grandson after pre-school today. He had a cardboard medal, with a #2 on the back, presumably from some games at pre-school during the Olympic frenzy. … Continue reading

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