Graham Hardy (born 1965) is an EDI Consultant living in Bramerton near Norwich in England.

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Born in Hertford County Hospital I lived in Hertford until the age of four when I moved to Hoddesdon where I attended The Cranbourne School and The John Warner School before obtaining a place at Newcastle University where I gained a degree in Computing Science and became a Christian.

After spending a year in voluntary work at St Mary's Church, Bramall Lane in Sheffield I got a job in Norwich working in IT specializing in EDI.

In December 2019 I suffered from bacterial meningitis and took 12 months to return fully to work.

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Car 6704 of the 1906 Atlantic City train wreck being removed from the water

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from The Sound and the Fury edit

The train swung around the curve, the engine puffing with short, heavy blasts, and they passed smoothly from sight that way, with that quality about them of shabby and timeless patience, of static serenity: that blending of childlike and ready incompetence and paradoxical reliability that tends and protects them it loves out of all reason and robs them steadily and evades responsibility and obligations by means too barefaced to be called subterfuge even and is taken in theft or evasion with only that frank and spontaneous admiration for the victor which a gentleman feels for anyone who beats him in a fair contest, and withal a fond and unflagging tolerance for white folks' vagaries like that of a grandparent for unpredictable and troublesome children, which I had forgotten.

(From page 73 of Vintage Classics edition publ. 1995)

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In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep.
And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you.
And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not.
And when you were filled with sleep, you never were.
I don't know what I am.
I don't know if I am or not.
Jewel knows he is, because he does not know that he does not know whether he is or not.
He cannot empty himself for sleep because he is not what he is and he is what he is not.

(From page 73 of Vintage Classics edition publ. 2004)