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We were lining up for school dinner. Fay was in front of me. Can you go to the cinema on Saturday morning? I said. Don't know have to see what Daddy says she said he doesn't like me going to the cinema he says it is sinful stuff shown. I frowned and looked at her. It's only films I said kid’s stuff. I’ll ask him she said. After we got out dinners we sat at the same table. What is sinful about going to the pictures? I asked. Daddy says that sometimes the films show a wrong side of life and is against our Catholic faith. I go nearly every week twice some Saturdays if my old man takes me I said. Doesn't your father worry about it being sinful? she said. Don't think he does I said least he's not said anything about sin only who is in it and if it's any good I said. We ate our dinner I looked at her blue eyes and blonde hair drawn into a ponytail. Ask him if you can I said it is only films for kids. I will she said. But I felt she was reluctant and would probably wait until her old man was away on one of his religious retreats or off away on business.   After dinner we went into the playground she to play skip rope with other girls and I with Denis to play cards. Denis lost and I had most of his cards which made him moody but all is fair in cards and war. He walked off and swore.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 2:32 AM UTC
TO THE CINEMA OR NOT 1959.
We were lining up for school dinner. Fay was in front of me. Can you go to the cinema on Saturday morning? I said. Don't know have to see what Daddy says she said he doesn't like me going to the cinema he says it is sinful stuff shown. I frowned and looked at her. It's only films I said kid’s stuff. I’ll ask him she said. After we got out dinners we sat at the same table. What is sinful about going to the pictures? I asked. Daddy says that sometimes the films show a wrong side of life and is against our Catholic faith. I go nearly every week twice some Saturdays if my old man takes me I said. Doesn't your father worry about it being sinful? she said. Don't think he does I said least he's not said anything about sin only who is in it and if it's any good I said. We ate our dinner I looked at her blue eyes and blonde hair drawn into a ponytail. Ask him if you can I said it is only films for kids. I will she said. But I felt she was reluctant and would probably wait until her old man was away on one of his religious retreats or off away on business.   After dinner we went into the playground she to play skip rope with other girls and I with Denis to play cards. Denis lost and I had most of his cards which made him moody but all is fair in cards and war. He walked off and swore.
KIDS IN LONDON IN 1959
TerryCollett
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 2:32 AM UTC
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