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Living the 1950's
I don’t remember
the 1950’s.
But I spent
4 months and,
15 days,
living in the 1950’s.
At least I’m told I did.
My parents got me there,
before moving
to the 1960’s.
All I know
of the 1950’s,
is grainy,
distant,
and black and white.
Dad quiffed,
Mum elegant,
caught happy,
in...
Friday 25th August 2023 4:55 pm
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