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In Volume 1 of ‘My lovely Arms’, I wrote about my life up to the age of eleven in 1959 and back as far as 1918, when my grandparents married. Now I’m venturing into the 1960s, with all the pitfalls and surprises that could bring.

If anyone is looking for inspiring prose, this is not for you. I haven’t even tried to raise the literary level in this little book. It’s a quick march through ten years of my life, listing events, recalling some tiny details that won’t mean anything to others, but which have stayed with me. And there’s quite a lot about clothes ...

My Lovely Arms volume 2

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