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Paranoia strikes
At first I thought it was my imagination. Then of course, I took it personally: ‘What did I do?’ Or conversely, ‘What didn’t I do?’ Had I been abandoned and relegated to the bottom of the friendship league? Next, I attempted to resuscitate the art of conversation by...
It’s So Funny How We Don’t Talk Anymore
In the immortal words of Cliff Richard (1979), it really seems that we aren’t talking anymore, at least not on the phone. We always had so much to say! One of my over-riding memories of the 1970s is always having so much to say. My father was forever complaining about...