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Part Two: A Doll, a Harem, a Eunuch and a Slap

the story continues…. Kiki, my younger sister, and I had politely greeted the eunuch whose hand was soft and moist. Still looking slightly piqued he ushered my mother and us two girls to a corner of the room where we … Continue reading

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A Doll, a Harem, a Eunuch and a Slap

To me my mother’s house is an Aladdin’s cave where the memories of my entire life can be relived through the vast collection of beautiful objects that both she and my father have accumulated during their many years abroad. An … Continue reading

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Memories of Boarding School

It’s already light. I hear the high pitched twitter of a yellow wagtail hidden somewhere among the scarlet and ochre foliage of the old oak tree just outside our dormitory window. I can just see the top of it from … Continue reading

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A Few of my Favourite Things…about Holland

Who doesn’t remember that catchy song from the film The Sound of Music that describes a long list of sugar dipped images such as raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens bringing cheer to the numerous van Trapp children during a frightful thunderstorm?   I loved that film as a … Continue reading

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