I REMEMBER the days when my mother would call in the chimney sweep. Always it was emphasised that she needed first call of the day, but nevertheless he was always late. The living room would have to be stripped of all the ornaments, pictures, curtains and carpets. We’d wait in the cold, empty room until […]
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