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		<title>A Journey on the Quiet Coach</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I applied to study at university several years ago, I was given a choice of with whom I wished to live in student halls: smokers or non-smokers. Having smoked only three or so times in my life, and not much caring for cigarette smoke and its tendency to make everything that it touches smell [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Have Your Say: Internet Comments</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I’ve long had a theory concerning bizarre and often nasty internet comments, and it is this: the really insane rants are not, as one might have thought, written by the sort of people who struggle every day not to drink an entire bottle bleach, because it comes in such a colourfully alluring bottle; rather, these [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nosoapradiopolka.co.uk/index.php/2013/04/25/have-your-say-internet-comments/</link>
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		<title>Margaret Thatcher&#8217;s Funeral</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Although the sky was shrouded in thick rain clouds, it rained only briefly during Margaret Thatcher’s funeral: there was a light shower that cooled the warm spring air, and seemed to suggest that, if the clouds were at all sad about the Baroness’ passing, they weren’t prepared to bawl. I was standing outside St Paul’s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nosoapradiopolka.co.uk/index.php/2013/04/18/margaret-thatchers-funeral/</link>
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		<title>Flickers From Its Glassy Eye: Thoughts on Television</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Many memories of my childhood and teenage years, both good and bad, involve television in some form or other. A number of these are of specific programmes (The Simpsons, The Crystal Maze, Aaron Carter’s Flaccid Jungle), while others relate more closely to the ritual of watching the TV (staying up to the early morning to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Recollections of Suburbia</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Where be that Blackbird to? I know where he be; He be up yon Wurzel tree, and I be after he!&#8221; - The Wurzels Returning home after a stint in the big city is always a dejecting experience. On the surface, everything appears to have stayed the same, but then as one explores the town [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nosoapradiopolka.co.uk/index.php/2013/03/07/recollections-of-suburbia/</link>
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