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Banning guns
I still remember him now. His ice-cold stare, the raised scar on one cheek and his woolly jumpsuit with matching hat and pom-pom. My Action Man was a double-hard killing machine, even if Granny did make his clothes. Together we launched dawn-till-dusk raids, carried out despicable atrocities and violated at least one peace-time treaty with…
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Hello and sorry
Apologies. I know – there is more jabber in the world than is strictly tenable. I know – a vast cloud of blah and guff already billows into the cosmos from the minds of countless bloggers and Tweeters every day. I know – every social slight, faux pas or badly thought out twerk is greeted…