An earful of advice to teenagers
When I sit down to write these columns, I often don’t know what I’m going to write about, and occasionally still turn to my Dad’s archive to inspire me. This week, I’m sitting here in a state of indecision as I’m finding it difficult to choose a topic from one of his columns that I dug out from 1976 in which he writes about various things, including the month of November, noise, magpies, sweet chestnuts, and an old dialect poem. And each little section is fascinating, but I only have e
