Then And Now
I wish I could go back to the early '70s and lie in wait in a corner of the garden here and ambush my earlier self- on one of his infrequent and grudging visits to his parents' house (he almost always came down with a migraine)- and tell him he'd be living in the house in 40 years time and (what is more) doing all the cooking.
How surprised he would be.
How surprised he would be.
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That is almost (although since no one dies, not quite) Nigel Kneale.
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You can.
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How?