of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Saturday, October 28, 2006
bluebell line ... i remember being sent with a book of vouchers to queue for dried milk at the church hall
I remember the orange juice, and earlier, too early for you I suspect, bottles of rose hip syrup, to keep children healthy in the absence of orange juice (oranges must have been scarce in war time). The orange juice that I recall was concentrated and quite marmeladey.
Who wrote "Close your fizzing eyes ..." I'm still puzzling over it.
What about dried egg? In brown boxes I recall. Interesting memeories.
ReplyDeletemy visits to the church hall would have been about 1958-ish, by which time eggs were perhaps no longer rationed
ReplyDeletewe also collected little bottles of cod-liver oil, and concentrated "orange juice" which was fortified with vitamin c
I remember the orange juice, and earlier, too early for you I suspect, bottles of rose hip syrup, to keep children healthy in the absence of orange juice (oranges must have been scarce in war time). The orange juice that I recall was concentrated and quite marmeladey.
ReplyDeleteWho wrote "Close your fizzing eyes ..." I'm still puzzling over it.
its a bit of one of mine written in october 1981-ish
ReplyDeleteI reread almost the whole of Autumn Journal because it sounded like Louis MacNeice. It's good.
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