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Paul Fulford

Paul Fulford: The agony of Queen's jubilee

IF there’s something that’s likely to turn me into a Dickensian grouch, pah-pahing my way through my days with a sneer and a scowl, it’s a display of rampant patriotism.Read

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Paul Fulford: Mark scene of fatal crashes

ON a relatively short journey though rush hour Birmingham, as the traffic crawled and frustrated drivers drummed steering wheels, I had time to gaze at the scenes of three separate road tragedies.Read

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Paul Fulford: Save our city from collapse

A WORD that trips readily off my tongue when I’m describing Birmingham to those unfortunate enough not to know the city is “vibrant”.Read

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Paul Fulford: Fed up with your excuses

BLAME ignorance, if you want. Blame poverty, perhaps. Blame humdrum lives in which pleasure does not come easily.Read

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Paul Fulford: Wizard of an idea from Oz

THERE would be much disgruntled chuntering from those who simply know they are such good drivers that speed limits – and many other motoring laws – should not apply to them.Read

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Paul Fulford: It was fun to nut a candle

THERE have been times when it seemed a good idea to extinguish a candle with my forehead.Read

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Paul Fulford: Down in the mouth about getting older

AS birthday treats go, it wasn’t among the best.Read

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Paul Fulford: Time our front bench grew up

YOU know how you can catch your kids painting the brand new living room carpet bright green and they’ll flatly deny it?Read

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Paul Fulford: Michael Sams should stay in prison

THE harsh sound of the phone woke me from a deep sleep as it rang out that cold night in 1992.Read

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Paul Fulford: A solution to racist graffiti

ON the dreary drive through inner city Birmingham that I make each day to reach work stands a prominent but disused pub whose white walls have often been fouled by anti-Muslim graffiti.Read

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Paul Fulford: A crackdown on kitten pie

EXPECT any day now a prime ministerial announcement that pies containing cuddly kittens are to be outlawed and that the evil producers of such meaty monstrosities will face 30-year jail sentences.Read

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Fixing drains without God

THEOLOGIANS might argue, but I reckon that God – if he or she exists – is unlikely to take a great deal of interest in the municipal affairs of the no doubt perfectly pleasant small Devon town of Bideford.Read

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'Speeding' course a lesson learned

HYPOCRISY is a horrible trait in anyone, let alone a loud-mouth like me who’s prone to criticise in others faults of which I, too, am all to often guilty.Read

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Cooking up a load of clichés

MASTERCHEF is back with two of the least prepossessing faces on television.Read

You'd be mad to live in Birmingham instead of London...or would you?

THERE’S been a fair bit of banter between us warm-hearted, open-minded and perceptive Brummies and those unfriendly, prejudiced souls who live in that blob of gloom, selfishness and unnecessary freneticism that is known as London. Read

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If Her Maj is hard up what hope for the rest of us?

TIMES are hard, I know, and many and various are the charity demands we receive.Read

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How banter can turn to bullying...and worse

AT the end of a week in which two men were jailed for the hate-fuelled murder of Stephen Lawrence simply because of the colour of his skin, another young black man was subject to racist taunts as he played for lowly Oldham against Liverpool at Anfield.Read

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Why do bugs pick on men?

DOES anyone know if microbes are subject to the same equal opportunity laws that govern us humans?Read

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Hard work, but I love it really...

THE lights on the Christmas tree twinkle like the icy eyes of a City banker about to pick up his bonus.Read

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The joys and horrors of it

HEAD thumping, stomach churning, throat dry, skin clammy, energy sapped and feeling vaguely guilty over as yet unremembered misdeed, I recount last night’s excesses with a mixture of bewilderment and horror.Read