August 18, 2009
3rd May 1916 Strait of Gibraltar
Gazing out, mesmerised by the landmass looming ever closer, Father and I had been on deck for hours. Now we were able to see the quay, and even make out people swarming about. I strained my eyes for the first glimpse of Alec.
Tomorrow at St Andrew’s Church here in Gib [...]
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April 15, 2009
I wasn’t that happy in Class 1 at my primary school. I was target of some bullying (about which, more later)and was, as always in those days, struggling to find my place.
Every Friday afternoon our task was to find a poem that we liked, copy it into our Poetry Books and then illustrate it. If [...]
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