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      <title>Things Liked: A List</title>
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&lt;li&gt;Coffee, particularly when it is -5 deg C outside&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Fried chicken, in all its various incarnations&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Digging out the right answer to a particularly difficult question&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Music, particularly ones which take me back memory lane&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Handwritten notes (when received)&lt;/li&gt;
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      <title>I Write Because...</title>
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&lt;p&gt;One of my earliest memories of doing stuff with my mother is of a newspaper cutout, sheets of paper and her sitting beside me encouraging me to apply whatever iota of critical thinking I could summon to whatever was the task of the day, usually some Close Up essay competition or the other. I don&amp;rsquo;t recall us ever submitting any of those, the discipline of wrestling thoughts into semi-coherent arguments perhaps being the point of the entire exercise. That sense of writing as a vehicle for thinking aloud about a subject is one that has stayed with me over the years.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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