My colleague Zed and I rarely see each other outside of work. In spite of this, I’d have to say she’s probably one of the closest friends I’ve ever had – you know one of those people that you can be 100% yourself with? Worryingly, this has led to us having our own little world [...]
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“Oh, what a night,” sang Frankie Valli, possibly referring to the Chris Tomlin concert in Belfast’s Odyssey Arena last night. There’s something about concerts that just thrills me – the voice that travels with you in your car on your favourite CD has suddenly got a body and is right there in front of you… [...]
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“My granny’s not really like a granny,” I used to tell all my friends when I was small. “She likes Take That, and she never wears skirts, and she laughs at the same stuff we laugh at!” My friends were amazed and envious that I would have such a granny. I always felt very proud [...]
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You Say Goodbye, I Say… Historical Snapshots It Just Makes Me Happy
