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I don’t have many memories of my early years, but there is one from Infant School, where I guess I’m six years old. I am sat at the back of a classroom, by myself, with a wooden jigsaw in front of me It’s made of wood, and the paper stuck to the top surface has become frayed on all the pieces. The overall image is one of frogmen und…
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