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Mar 2019
Bri-nylon and polyester yesterday.

we did wear them
sta-prest
string vest
tank tops
pop socks

went to town looking for all the world like half a crown and change for chips on the way home,
if I listen carefully I can still hear my dad groan when he saw
us,
'you look like the fairy on top of the tree' but it always felt like Christmas to me.

Knickerbocker glory's, Heath and the Tories, Wimpy bars, Panda cars, I thank my lucky stars I lived through it all.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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