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3 years ago / 301 visits / 2 comments / 2 people like
I've always had a bit of a temper. Liable to get into a strop at a perceived injustice even before I knew what justice was. Which probably explains my earliest memory. If it is a memory that is. The ingredients are a window, a cot, a blanket, an enamel pail, a door, my parents and a poo. I'd just p…
4 years ago / 585 visits / 7 comments / 3 people like
