I’ve never been a petrol-head of any note, and I don’t envisage this changing at any time in my life. It’s not that I don’t care about cars, or don’t see the value in them. It’s just that they aren’t a preoccupation, and I don’t have passion for them. What becomes almost an obsession forContinue reading “Cars”
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Travelling
No, I don’t mean travelling as in ‘I’m going travelling in my gap year’, which is so abhorrent a conceit as to make my bile rise into my nasal cavity. I simply mean travelling in its literal sense of moving from one place to another. It’s one of the ironies of successful modern living that,Continue reading “Travelling”
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