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Things happen fast sometimes, don't they?

Just three days after writing the joy of six, I got an email asking me to call the new editor at The Mail. When we eventually caught up, I was mid-way through my new commute home.

Apparently, they want to include more news, and are therefore cutting down on the full-page outings. So I'm back to a column, but at 400 words, not even the 500 of my original 'Thank grumpy it's Friday" outing that lasted five and a half years.

In the end, I had just a 15 week run as a full page and in both The Mail and News & Star. I'm now back to just appearing in The Mail, too.

 It's hard not to view it negatively - I thought it was going pretty well. The additional pressure was tough though - by the time I got in from work, had something to eat and watched a bit of TV, I spent three evenings a week writing.

After that, 400 is a breeze.

So. Back to the future, then. Ah, well. At least I can say I once wrote a full page in a couple of newspapers.

(CD A-Z: The Eighties Mix. Lovely!)

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