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It’s been a long week and so many things happened to be grateful for. The success of the Gift of the Gab and the money

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It was February 2002. I had just returned from the States and was living in Ireland. It was Six Nations time and Scotland was travelling

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Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some

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I find myself looking a lot at reflections lately. I know I am prone to minor obsessions but they ususally work themselves out after a

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I’m in the witness protection programme – or, at least that’s what I tell anyone with a camera within snapping distance. ‘Please don’t take my

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Airports are a wonderful laboratory in which to study the human mind and make-up. I am convinced that some people pack their frustrations alongside their

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I spent many, many, years, too many to bear thinking about, wandering the cologne-scented, suited hallways of the corporate world. My contact was limited to