26 MARCH 1965, page 40

Afterthought

By ALAN BRIEN UNTIL I was eighteen, Newcastle was my metro- restaurants which were open after 6 p.m., for fast through trains to London or Edinburgh, for con- tacts with......

Brute Charm

By MARY HOLLAND Goodness knows how I had forgotten it. If any- one had asked, I would have listed the game of rugby as an intrinsic factor of my youth, as in- escapable as the......