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Keith SkipperEastern Daily Press |
Sceptic Skip, the self-styled Cromer seer, is back to pass on the only authentic home-grown crop of prognostications untainted by prejudice or...
Sceptic Skip, the self-styled Cromer seer, is back to pass on the only authentic home-grown crop of prognostications untainted by prejudice or...
Some of the threads holding this seasonal narrative together may have more to do with the gossamer of imagination than the binder-twine of reality..
Some of the threads holding this seasonal narrative together may have more to do with the gossamer of imagination than the binder-twine of reality..
Still wondering what to buy as a festive gift for that special person in your life? Well I may well be able to help.
Seeds of my football passion were sown among cowpats and cavortings of a grim Saturday in November when it was deemed reasonable for touchline...
A whiff of hope in the air as urgent calls go out for the good ole hunnycart to ride again in the name of local life beyond the pail.
A whiff of hope in the air as urgent calls go out for the good ole hunnycart to ride again in the name of local life beyond the pail.
One of the characters in Jane Austen’s Emma, first published in 1816, says; ”Perry was a week in Cromer once, and he holds it to be the best of...
One of the characters in Jane Austen’s Emma, first published in 1816, says; ”Perry was a week in Cromer once, and he holds it to be the best of...
I stood on the headlands watching man and machine in the old quest for a straight furrow.
I stood on the headlands watching man and machine in the old quest for a straight furrow.
I have read, met and interviewed a cavalcade of outstanding East Anglian writers over a busy career as journalist, broadcaster and lover of good...
I have read, met and interviewed a cavalcade of outstanding East Anglian writers over a busy career as journalist, broadcaster and lover of good...
I see and hear the queue getting longer by the hour for those determined to make it a good old winter of discontent just as November beckons and it...
I see and hear the queue getting longer by the hour for those determined to make it a good old winter of discontent just as November beckons and it...
This basic but bountiful business of simple communication is now far too complicated and confused despite a vast array of helpful tools lined up to...
This basic but bountiful business of simple communication is now far too complicated and confused despite a vast array of helpful tools lined up to...
One of the harshest verdicts on newcomers’ behaviour on being afforded a hearty welcome to the finest county of them all came shortly after the...
One of the harshest verdicts on newcomers’ behaviour on being afforded a hearty welcome to the finest county of them all came shortly after the...
Norfolk loyalists have remained deeply suspicious about changes dressed up as progress ever since that crafty reprobate Maximum Secondhomeicus...
Poring over yesterdays’ newspapers smoothed into bottom of drawers or boxes brought swift solace to domestic childhood chores for those of us too...
I admit freely to pedalling and parking my trusty old bike of belligerence down this crowded cul-de-sac of controversy several times before.
An old chum of similar vintage and disposition when it comes to radical change on our precious home patch, agreed to join me on a watered-down ”...
Even the most crusty of old Norfolk curmudgeons must occasionally scan the heavens and admit with a winsome smile: “Times do change!”
It was just over a century ago when the lyrical Monty Don of his day sized up The Waste Land and planted an unlikely thought for posterity with...
It was just over a century ago when the lyrical Monty Don of his day sized up The Waste Land and planted an unlikely thought for posterity with...
Countryside writer, Edward Thomas, sizing up glories of high summer in 1906, gently sighed; “We are so rich that we do not count our treasure”.
Countryside writer, Edward Thomas, sizing up glories of high summer in 1906, gently sighed; “We are so rich that we do not count our treasure”.
I heard it suggested how “scattergun voting” in our recent General Election brought Norfolk and Waveney its most politically diverse spread of...