Just before Christmas there was a big black bear in a local shop window. I was overjoyed that Christmas to find that Father Christmas had got him for me. I don’t know what happened to him. When I left home at 17 my mum got rid of all of my toys. Even a photo I’d taken of all of my toys disappeared. I’d give anything to have just one of them, even the photo.
Good Morning Tuesday 27th October 2026
a personal comment on this stockpiling
Should universities focus more on practical skills than exams?


