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Here you will find older scratches, musings and other detritus that once were located on the front pages, but have now faded.
Filed away here to collect dust and cobwwwebs in perpetuity, links may break, facts may change and data may corrupt.
On occasion I may come down here to tidy, but for the most, I prefer to leave the past where it lies.
Raymond Briggs

Rock-a-bye baby, in the treetop, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, - And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Written (By Raymond Briggs The Snowman) and set in rural England during the Regan-Thatcher years of the early eighties, we see Jim and Hilda Bloggs as they are caught up in a global nuclear war. Completely overwhelemed by the situation, the couple attempt to follow the guidance in the leaflets Jim obtained from the library without really understanding the nature and seriousness of the circumstances they find themselves in. Jim and Hilda may not be the smartest folk around, but they are good people, and their lack of comprehension brings the horror of the story home. After the initial strike, Hilda notices a smell of burning and Jim responds with "It smells like roast meat. I expect people are having their Sunday dinners early this week due to the unexpected circumstances."
Alone, confused and dying from radiation sickness, they cling to their hopes that, by "doing the right thing" they will be OK and the authorities will come and take care of them. As would be expected, the book ends of a rather blak note, and although the threats that inspired this book have receded somewhat, the message it carries is as important and moving as the day it was written.
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