My first blog post was going to be about something profound and meaningful and relevant to my job. An essay on death, dying and intellectual disability, perhaps. Something suitably impressive. But I’m afraid I am going to have to introduce the B-word instead. No, not Bereavement. Brexit. (Or perhaps that’s the same thing.) Yesterday, more … Continue reading How to be British
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