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Concrete and Bunting
It was 1960
Only fifteen years after the War ended
(Though we did'nt know it) and the
Prevailing dogma, a brave new world meant
Knocking down brick terraces
(Often quite servicable)
To build ten-storey flats.
Kids like us played in derelict houses
Door-less and
Stripped of copper and roof-slates their
Dank stone cellars exciting with
What today they call memorabili...
Sunday 10th May 2020 12:29 pm
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