Concrete history / The joy of Channel Island hopping
Matthew Parris has narrated this article for you to listen to.
Seldom has a collective term been less appropriate: ‘the Channel Islands’ – as though these were in any sense (other than the geographical) a place. Entertained in my English mind had been a scatter of similar, pretty but perhaps over-manicured little islands stuck in the mid-Channel between Great Britain and France but sunnier, and where tax-avoiders are the indigenous population.
Wrong, wrong, wrong. For family reasons I’ve........
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