Tag Archives: 1960s

Belfast Bath Time

Malt and Cod Liver Oil does not seem to have been a feature of many people’s childhoods, but it was a big, sticky boke-inducing part of mine.  In Belfast in the early 1960s, we were served a heaped spoonful on … Continue reading

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Marigold, Marie-Louise and Vera

The peaches in the slice of pie I ate this evening were the color of marigolds. Seeing them prompted me to think of a doll I once owned. She was tall–at least 2 foot 6 inches–and slim. Her cheeks were like apricots, … Continue reading

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