
Dates are funny things, aren't they? Stick an arbitrary label on a day, and something happens - you'll remember that thing on the same day every year going forward. There are birthdays, anniversaries, dates when someone died, dates when we went somewhere special. April 6 is the day my house should have been repossessed. I wish I didn't remember that quite so vividly, but there you go. On this date, not so very many years ago, I was due in court to explain to a magistrate why they … [Read more...]













