Numbers

My grandfather, Robert, was an accountant.  He moved on many years back though just thinking of him counting out my pocket money in the mid-1970s makes me smile.  10p a week adds up and is no small bananas when you are seven or eight.  The adding up is maybe what he was trying to teach […]

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Vosne-Romanee, Les Beaux Monts chez Mr Grivot

One of my favourite words: paucity. And there has been a paucity of new content here, despite a glut of unfinished drabble. I’ve been busy. So, back to work. Well, sort of. A winemaker is a little like a tailor in that neighbours may well be working with pretty much the same cloth but can […]

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