Wednesday, March 06, 2019

Five From Brighouse : 3. A Time Of Ajax And Omo


We are still in Brighouse, still in the old open air market. We are still in the time of Ajax and Omo; we are still in the land of plastic rain hats and eggs piled high on trays. It is raining, which is surprising, because it never rained when I was young.

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