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I get on particularly well with one of the senior managers in my store. We're roughly the same age, but unlike me who has moved from pil...

What's the oddest, most out of context music you've heard being piped into the supermarket ether as you do your weekly shop? I menti...

One morning in October as I clocked in for my shift, I couldn't help but notice that music was playing through the public address system...

My new boss had a torrid time of it last week, as one after another of his full time staff members called in sick. As a consequence, he h...

A little competition to keep you amused while I'm away on family duty in London. Last week an Ipswich newspaper ran a feature on the ...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  In the 48 hours following Mum's passing in December 2010, I receiv...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  Mum showed remarkable resilience after losing Dad in 2007. Her broken ...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  In late 2005 I was shunted from my comfy nook in the bookshop to open a ne...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  Something I obviously never experienced during my years working in record ...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far. In January 2002, after 18 months with the coffee company (and in a e...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  By the time my record shop closed in March 2000, I was in considerable...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  In April 1983, I took a couple of days off work and went back to Ipswi...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far. After 18 months working at the record shop in Ipswich, I was offered the ch...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  One of the guys at the office rented a large house just off Christchur...

55 songs in 55 days - one for every year of my life...so far.  In 1977, finally, a year later than practically all my friends, I got ...

I left school with precious little to show by way of qualifications, but, thanks to the deft intervention of a teacher who saw some po...