Posted by: ireneintheworld on: September 11, 2008
I seem to have lost my early years at school and only retain the bad memories – much what I have done with my grandmother The Dragon. I remember being excited at the thought of going to school and my brother being so impatient that he often disappeared from the house only to be [...]
Posted by: ireneintheworld on: August 29, 2008
It smelled of old grass and Magnolia paint. My brother and I would ease our bodies in backwards pulling the door shut through coats hanging on the inside, jangling half-crowns and florins – Fanny Hill lay on the top shelf. Sometimes, there would be pickles and cheese in Dad’s pocket with [...]
Posted by: ireneintheworld on: July 24, 2008
How many Black Jacks can you get in your mouth, and how much chewing-gum is enough? - We had to take it out to suck off the extra juice! How cold was your bathroom? - In winter my brother only washed his cheeks, using two fingers on each hand. When the [...]
Posted by: ireneintheworld on: July 24, 2008
