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On the 15th of April 1989, I was lying in a hospital bed in Sheffield, recovering from Meningitis and Encephalitis which had almost killed me a fortnight earlier. There’s not really a lot I remember from those few weeks, but …
On the 15th of April 1989, I was lying in a hospital bed in Sheffield, recovering from Meningitis and Encephalitis which had almost killed me a fortnight earlier. There’s not really a lot I remember from those few weeks, but …
Just when you thought he’d quietened down and stopped spouting unbiblical nonsense, Giles Fraser has been at it again this weekend in this wonderful column in the Guardian. But what would I have made of yesterday’s Good Friday service? Could …