Spare a prayer for Raoul Moat, who died this morning after shooting himself - almost certainly while of unsound mind.
Four things he is reported as saying stick in my mind, illustrative of his despair and a sad reflection on aspects of life in Britain today:
'We waited three months before sleeping together, which made it really special.'
'I've lost everything.'
'I've got no dad.'
'Nobody cares what happens to me.'
Comment would be superfluous.
Requiem aeternam dona ei Domine.
Really? I ask the readership… a serious question… no, really… the MASCOT
for the Jubilee Year
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Really? I ask the readership… a serious question… no, really… QUAERITUR: Is
there really a need for a mascot for a Holy Year? I am not making this up.
“Luc...
2 hours ago
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Thank you for posting this.
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