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Bev Gray

Apocalypse When?

Call me a skeptic, a cynic, I don’t care. Heck, go the distance and call me a heretic, if you wish.Truth is, I don’t believe in the Zombie Apocalypse.Or the Four Horsemen variety, for that matter.It’s not that I harbour...

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A Proper Teatime

I was visiting a friend down on Lewes Lake last week and was delighted at the profusion ofblue and pink lining his driveway. Wild roses and lungwort — which he told me deserved to be called bluebells, their prettier name — were...

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Random Acts of Sunlight

This summer I learned that random acts of sunlight, a broken lawnmower and tolerant neighbours can lead to a lot of delicious, surprising salad ingredients growing all over my backyard.Instead of the monoculture of lawn,...

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