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The sun's out and we sit on some stones or old bricks left standing from bombed out old houses on bomb sites on the right going up Meadow Row I'm sitting sharpening my penknife on a stone Ingrid sits watching me or passed me at coal men loading trucks with black sacks with black coal I spit phlegm on the stone and sharpen the knife blade my uncle shows me things Ingrid says things he's made out of wood are they good? I think so and he said he'll show me to make things at his place I put down the blunt stone and fold up the sharp knife and will you? I ask her gazing at her pale face with slightly protruding teeth I don't know she replies this uncle is he that one you said that does things secret things? she looks off looks past me at bombed out house ruins and blushes nods her head don't go there not alone I tell her mustn't tell she whispers I won't go on my own I promise she tells me we get up and walk off the bomb site off to get 2 lollies at Baldy's grocer's shop and maybe 4 Blackjacks sticky sweets 1 farthing for each one hot sunshine bright blue sky big hot sun.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
NOT TO DO 1957
The sun's out and we sit on some stones or old bricks left standing from bombed out old houses on bomb sites on the right going up Meadow Row I'm sitting sharpening my penknife on a stone Ingrid sits watching me or passed me at coal men loading trucks with black sacks with black coal I spit phlegm on the stone and sharpen the knife blade my uncle shows me things Ingrid says things he's made out of wood are they good? I think so and he said he'll show me to make things at his place I put down the blunt stone and fold up the sharp knife and will you? I ask her gazing at her pale face with slightly protruding teeth I don't know she replies this uncle is he that one you said that does things secret things? she looks off looks past me at bombed out house ruins and blushes nods her head don't go there not alone I tell her mustn't tell she whispers I won't go on my own I promise she tells me we get up and walk off the bomb site off to get 2 lollies at Baldy's grocer's shop and maybe 4 Blackjacks sticky sweets 1 farthing for each one hot sunshine bright blue sky big hot sun.
A BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
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