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Justin the Money

13. Justin the Money (From the Public Parliament’s archive of ‘Misc. Notes’, May 2016) WON’T have accurate figures before Aug but guesstimate Year 1 costs to be 280-300K. Wallet & Natterbox want to explore for Year 2 costs& implications of: … Continue reading

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Kathy (Our Mam)

4. Kathy (Our Mam) (From the archive of (edited) interview transcripts, The 34: 34 Years On) SHANNON    She didn’t wanna do it. We had to work really hard to get her to. “What? Me? A cleaner? They’ve got to be … Continue reading

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Virgulle’s Vestral 119

Tuesday 7th August 2012 More questions for Brendan “POND is like pool; yes?” It was a cold morning. We took a walk across the heath before going to the Red Lion. “And when the pond has ice on it, we … Continue reading

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Virgulle’s Vestral 118

Monday 6th August 2012 Games involving circular objects POOL requires a steady hand and a sharp eye. The nearest Rhetan equivalent, Broadskin Rollies, relies more heavily on good fortune. It can be played on any surface by any number of … Continue reading

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Virgulle’s Vestral 117

Thursday 2nd August 2012 A disappointing outing and return to the Red Lion I DID not enjoy the following day’s excursion into the centre of the city, for my senses were constantly besieged by the noise of traffic, the sight … Continue reading

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Virgulle’s Vestral 116

Wednesday 1st August 2012 Thoughts following a close shave HAIR frequently caught in the serrated grill, necessitating pauses while I shook or blew on the device in order to clear the blockage. The more I shaved, the bolder I became, … Continue reading

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Virgulle’s Vestral 115

Friday 27th July 2012 Male figures with beards SNIP, snip, snip: Brendan’s curls floated like petals, down to the kitchen floor. And as I reduced the thick foliage to a spiky lawn, he talked of ancient scriptures and a wizard … Continue reading

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