Vignettes: Memories of a Life

As I say (on p. 86 of the attached 90 pages!): “To write a memoir would seem almost de rigueur for someone who is approaching the end of a life spent working with words.” So, over the past year or so, I have been scribbling down some of the memories that are bouncing around in this seventy-one year old brain. This is the result.

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