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An Issue With Mr Benn

In the same week that parliamentary authorities performed a U-turn over silencing Big Ben for the next four years, I bought an edition of The Big Issue. It carries a picture of Mr Benn on the front page. No, not that Mr Benn. Not the late, eloquent socialist politician. But another of my heroes, the man in the bowler hat, who lives at 52, Festive Road.

With the world as it is, just now, who wouldn’t give their right arm for a magic door to disappear through. Dress in whatever you fancy, for an adventure you couldn’t dream of, even if your name happened to be Roald Dahl.
Whatever your views might be with regard to the business model, The Big Issue, as publication, stands up well on its own merits. Peppered throughout with quality content, and always reinforcing the “Hand up, not a Hand out” philosophy.
The vendor I bought my copy from was a nice guy. His courtesies conveyed with an eastern European accent, and a huge smile. You know, one big enough to melt the heart. And the smile did…

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