Charles Cowling
  I’ll catch your smile on someone’s face  Your whisper in the wind’s embrace  Through diamond stars and songs and dreams  I find your love in everything  The sun, the sky, the rolling sea  All conspire to comfort me  From sorrow’s edge life’s beauty seems  To find your love in
Charles Cowling
  Philip Gould, one of the architects of New Labour, is dying of cancer. In a way, he says, it’s a privilege to be in his position – to have a deadline, to be given a chance to sort everything. “I do really feel I know where I am now.”