excerpt from 'Untitled: Mrs. Violet Austin memoir' pp. 21 (66 words)
excerpt from 'Untitled: Mrs. Violet Austin memoir' pp. 21 (66 words)
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In our small road lived a rather eccentric lady, who for some obscure childish reason, we called Auntie Acid Drops. She had short cropped curly grey hair, and one passion, brass bands. If the Salvation Army came round on Sunday morning, she would leave everything, and would be out in the road singing, and when they marched off, she would go with them, everything else forgotten. |
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