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IF you’re wondering how to vote, I know a car park where there’s a ticket machine that can help you. It spoke to me last week, as I stood fumbling for change and squinting to read the instructions. ‘Good morning,’ it said. ‘I am a symbol. ‘I have just been placed in this Cornish car […]

It’s hard to know where to place your vote, and now the manifestos (or should that be manifestoes? I can’t be bothered to check) are out, it’s harder. For starters, most of my life democracy has been but a fiction to me. I’ve lived most of my life in Devon and Cornwall, in constituencies that […]

SORRY about last week. You know that feeling of overwhelming, unignorable tiredness, the one that steals up on you from behind and throws a great big furry fuzzling blanket over your head, cutting out all noise and sight and forcing you to fall gently to the floor, submitting like you’re auditioning for 50 Shades of […]