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Mar 2021
We played 'jacks' for pennies and flipped cards against the wall, marbles in the marble hole, winner takes them all, popcorn at the seaside watching the tide come in and Grandma in the 'snug bar'
quaffing another gin.

Just what did the butler see?
I never had a clue
my pocket money went on
gobstoppers
and
that is almost true.

I rewind and then replay until each
memory seems the way it was
even if it wasn't.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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