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Grazie Mister

I do hesitate before adding to the piles and piles of stuff that’s already out there on Leicester right now. Amongst the last things the world needs today are more superlatives to describe their achievement, truly monumental though it is, emanating from bandwagon jumpers like me and 99% of the […]

Back To Tuscany

At about half twelve I was already restless. I was always restless on match days. Usually, when I lived in London, the hangover from the Friday night kept me under a duvet until midday when a sudden rush of energy would propel me from bed, to shower, to street. Sometimes […]