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LIST OF ILLUSTRATION
Оглавление‘Do you know what a census is?’
‘the layers of paper curled and rolled off’
‘blonde and dimpled and dungareed’
‘my kids and their scary sharpness’
‘here she is again … cross-legged and tender faced’
‘he knows the snowman will melt’
‘you’d never in a zillion years let me have wallpaper like that’
‘you can’t possibly remember anything about being there’
‘she can’t talk or do anything yet’
‘hair all slept-on, reading a story to an absorbed toddler’
‘the sleepy-ecstatic time after the birth of a baby’
‘someone else has done the same, felt the same’
‘I run my finger down column after column …’
‘the marriage was in a state and I wanted to be with my mum’
‘I bought that hat for two and six at Cecil Gee’
‘The wedding cake … costs £7.1 Os with the cake stand hired from Arding & Hobbs
‘eyes lit up with a hot, happy smile’
‘He wouldn’t drink out there on the street.’
‘Peter is family. He and Phyll were in a fix …’
‘I think the bit of trouble was me coming along’
‘She was just … a bit of a lass.’
‘Inside, the papers are crumbling …’
‘the plan shows a new street 50 feet wide …’
‘the hedge I pruned last Sunday.’
‘the white columns so familiar to me.’
‘Joan’s mother’s sister … married Thomas Spawton, Lucy’s nephew.’
‘Did she come back here to 34 Lillieshall Road at the end of that hot day in the photograph?’
‘Maslin … he’s the first occupant of 34 Lillieshall Road.’
‘That man knew all there was to know on the various ways of cooking meat.’
‘like a boy who’s been in the dressing-up box’
‘like a boy who’s been in the dressing-up box’
‘They get talking one cold February day in the Larkhall Tea gardens’
‘You know Francis & Sons, the men’s outfitters opposite?’
‘The store was busy, fully stocked and gaily decorated for the busiest Saturday of the year.’
‘She’ll never forget all those beds’
‘forty-three years old … and she’s never had a young man in her life!’
‘she was my favourite aunt, you see, Aunt Bea!’
‘Outside the air is bright, sparkling.’
‘the car-free road of sixty years ago flashes into life in my head.’
‘That’s my grandmother, the very old lady …’
‘he hurries up from North Street, past the cottages.’
‘the sprightly little man with a juvenile wit’
‘It’s one of those lovely wide new roads near the common.’
‘I eventually find her. Or at least I think it’s her.’
For the very first time, I’m looking into the eyes of a Hayward.
‘He peers again at the picture. “Margaret Thatcher?”’
‘a grocer’s daughter called Mary Goodall Strange’
‘when she died she was cremated in it.’
‘George’s views must have led to a few arguments around the lunch table’
‘It might have been the last match ever played at this piece of ground.’
