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Words are inadequate to express what we feel about Ukraine. The very word Ukraine is no longer a place name. It comes heavy with imagery,...

A CHRISTMAS KISS We Walked Holding hands Into the old square. Around it we sauntered, Would we REALLY dare? We smiled secretly through,...

I got in the elderly green Vauxhall Victor, with its angle forwarded front side windows and American chic glistening metal steering...