![]() Meeting at St. Matthew’s and piling our bags into a mini-bus in the middle of a grey Friday felt rather too like a school trip, with Father Peter at the helm to make sure all were present and correct and that we all had our meal vouchers tucked away safely. There was also the same sense of excitement: at going away with a new group of people, to a new place for most of us, and at bunking off work early.
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![]() Not so long ago I was standing in a supermarket queue when a rather gushing lady asked me for my autograph. Surprised yet secretly flattered I reached for my pen. But deflation arrived, fortunately just before I signed her book, when the autograph hunter’s flow of compliments came to the unexpected crescendo: ‘Thank you so much – Lord Mandelson’. |
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