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Lost honour roll found its way home

WHEN I saw the dismantled timber honour roll leaning against the wall at a garage sale in Newcastle, I knew I had to buy it. Not because I wanted to own it, but because I wanted to put it back where it belonged. Honour roll from St Marks Islington, found at a garage sale. Photo by Greg Ray The owner of the board told me he had bought it, years ago, along with some pews and other items from St Mark's church, Islington. He was told at the time that the church was being remodelled and…

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Another thing coming, I think . . .

I was at work at the newspaper doing what journalists do - minding everybody else’s business - when this question came up: If you think somebody thinks a thing and you think the thing they are thinking is wrong, do you think you should say something? More particularly, if you did think of saying something about the thing you think they are thinking, which of the following things do you think you would choose? A: “If you think that, then you have another think coming?” or B: “If you think that, then you have another thing…

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How many hopes lie buried here? Plague in Newcastle 1905

There is (or was?) an unofficial car park at the eastern boundary of the Stockton Centre where fishermen would leave their cars before walking to the beach. Beside the wooden barriers that marked the car park's edge stood a lonely tombstone. The inscription told of a teenager's untimely death on April 2, 1905, just one day before his 17th birthday. At the foot of the white marble monument is a century-old question that asks passers-by to reflect on the long-forgotten heartbreak of a Newcastle family: "How many hopes lie buried here?" The name on the tombstone…

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