Darren Keen
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Happy to announce our fundraising concert for KEMP Hospice later this year.. @ksshuttle @KEMPHospice

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Hi and welcome to Song’s for Support. We are holding a wonderful night of live music at The Church in Kidderminster in aid of KEMP Hospice…. All ticket proceeds will 100% be going to KEMP. Please help us support this wonderful charity.🙏
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My heart is breaking -- Nick (@nickpopemod) passed away this afternoon at our home. The last few weeks of his life, even as he suffered, he managed to do a few interviews from home. I was so lucky to have met and to have married Nick. He was a wonderful husband. I loved him dearly.

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Saddened to hear that the iconic Radio One DJ Andy Kershaw is suffering from cancer and is unable to walk
Sending prayers and love to his family and friends
#AndyKershaw

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We asked the rangers in Akagera National Park about this juvenile elephant, and they told us he has lived like this for 17 years.
When he was still very young, he went to the lake to drink. A crocodile took advantage and ate part of his trunk. Later in life, he fell into a poacher’s trap and lost his leg — but he was rescued.
What truly inspired us was his mother. For all these years, she has never left his side. Always protecting. Always guiding. Always there.
This is not just a story of survival — it’s a story of strength, resilience, and unconditional love. 🐘💔🤍
Nature can be cruel, but it can also be deeply beautiful.
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On the tenth day of Foxmas , a fox upon a puddle: sitting on the tarmac , staring at its double .
Thank you Dave Green #FoxOfTheDay

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🗣️ Carlos Tevez: “When I arrived in England, they took me to see the house the club was offering me. It had a garden, a garage, shiny floors... and silence.
A lot of silence. I came from Fuerte Apache, where five of us slept in one room and gunshots were part of the night. I didn’t know how to live in tranquility. It scared me.
After a while, I asked to move. I went to a poorer, noisier neighbourhood, where the neighbours shouted, cooked on the sidewalk, and kids played in the street.
That’s where I felt at home. Not all of us dream of the same things. Some of us dream of going back to what we are.”

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