‘Our Way Of Life’

We’re a long way from solving Britain’s race riddle QUITE A few of my trips to London have been shadowed by death. or the portent…

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CALCUTTA IS FOEVER

Thirty years ago, a dishevelled man leaned across and shouted at me in the smoke-filled, raucous Olympia bar on Calcutta’s Park Street: “Calcutta is forever!”…

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Home Truths

And now at the end he found himself in his own house, on his own half-lot of land, his own portion of the earth. That…

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KILLING ME SOFTLY

He took a deep breath of air. Once again he caught a strangeness on the wind, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, neither odour nor perfume—just strange,…

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