Friday, February 13, 2009

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Rating: 5.0

In the nineteen-sixties, when I was a lad,
On Saturday mornings, whilst mum went with dad
To do all their shopping, until they came back
From our nearest town, I’d stay with Uncle Jack.
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C Richard Miles
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Laurie Hill 13 February 2009

A gentle amble down the lanes of nostalgia, to a time, much gentler, when we appreciated all the little luxuries of life. A lovely write 10

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Diana Van Den Berg 13 February 2009

I absolutely loved this! You held my attention every step of the way. I enjoyed the story, the history, the rollicking rhyme and the whole poem!

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