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My fight with Mother left me panting

Jem Clarke is in his very, very early fifties, is five foot zero inches tall and has never left the family home in Cleethorpes, which he still shares with his parents…

This is a time of year I can do business with.

What a joy to be between early autumn and ‘hard autumn’, with a potential job on the horizon – just when I think a job looks most beautiful.

Mother once supported my ambition

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