I get the Independent - it's proud to be independent - but in my youth my precious money went on the Guardian - or the Sunday Times - usually in good company with copious pints of Guinness. Actually four pints of the stuff made me silly and sentimental - not a pretty sight so I try not to be silly and sentimental these days. I fail as a matter of course.
The Guardian is famous for its typos and takes pride in correcting them at a later stage - I must do the same - take the word contenter. What on earth is a contenter? I used that 'word' in my last post and backed it up with primaary. Primaary and contenter deserve each other in the dustbin of journalistic failure.
I am likely to be in Ushaw Moor in the middle of July so maybe I will see one or two of you at the cricket club bar - I hope so and to that end will keep you informed about dates. As for postings I have in mind just a few more before laying my writing 'talents' to rest in July - how would you like articles entitled [1] Life At Bearpark Pit [2] Writing Creatively About Deerness Valley and [3] Defining Moments?
WB
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