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Find the River – Tom Chivers’ Flood Drain

April 15, 2014

Oxford’s Donnington Bridge had a witty voice. As the university’s boat clubs fought for supremacy, they’d paint its arches, often with …

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My bloody valentine – Richard Osmond’s Shill

April 10, 2014

I’ll not succumb to the radiation emanating from the cultural Chernobyl that is Disneyland Paris just because I’m a parent. …

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History Repeating: David Attwooll’s & Andrew Walton’s Ground Work

April 3, 2014

Back in prehistory, before we started buying music online, early adopters had to copy and paste album artwork (from a niche website …

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Dan O’Brien’s War Reporter

April 1, 2014

The Guardian’s coverage of the 2004 Madrid train bombings was the first time that I considered the burden shouldered by …

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Amplified Heart – Sue Rose’s Heart Archives

March 3, 2014

I surfaced gently from sleep and, for a befuddled moment, stretched and relaxed. Then I noticed that I was lying …

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Act of Remembrance – Tom Duddy’s The Years

February 24, 2014

Roundabouts are disorientating – the work of the devil – and often I’ll have to orbit in a holding pattern to get …

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Wordless by Kevin Reid & George Szirtes

February 18, 2014

The dressing up box in my daughter’s room is dangerous. One moment I’m daddy but, sporting a witch’s hat, I’ll …

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I Predict a Riot – Helen Mort’s Division Street

January 26, 2014

In Tony Harrison’s v., the Vs sprayed on the Harrison family grave in Holbeck Cemetery, Leeds, ‘are all the versuses …

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Almost Lost My Mind – Melissa Lee-Houghton’s Beautiful Girls

December 30, 2013

In London: The Biography, Peter Ackroyd writes that ‘London drives some of its citizens mad. A psychiatric survey in the …

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Please mind the gap – Hannah Silva’s Forms of Protest

December 22, 2013

How I willed Waterloo’s departures board to cascade into its flipping and clacking, although it was impossible to tell whether that first flip …

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