Discrimination Is Not A Dirty Word

I discriminate every day. When buying products for the shop I discriminate against products which are poorly made or over-priced. I discriminate against suppliers who do not have items in stock when they say they do, or who charge too much for delivery, or don’t respond to questions. I do the same when at the supermarket …

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Being Who We Are

My mother’s grandfather was Norwegian. He was a very old man when I was young. He was born in the late 1800s, and was one of the last generation of merchant seaman to sail in commerical wind-powered ships. I liked him – he let me have sugar in my tea. But even more I liked the idea …

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