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Favourite Schmavourite

Having a favourite toy I could understand. A favourite film, yes, why not? Favourite running shoes, of course. But having a favourite colour? That was never something I was particularly big on. I couldn’t ever see the point in it, and there was a point to having a favourite anything else, so why shouldn’t there be a point in the case of this? What does it mean? I thought. Why should I waste my time thinking about it? All More

Informers

Numeracy was something I avoided like the plague at school. As soon as I was old enough to own a calculator I owned three. I kept one at all places where numeracy might possibly rear its ugly head. Just to be sure, at school I would tape my calculator to the underside of my desk. That way I would always be prepared for those tricky sums.

But one day it wasn’t there. Someone had stolen it! So there I was, More