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Memoirs of a Pet Lamb

David Sylvester, 5 July 2001

... end to come to terms with him. When he was on his deathbed, he somehow managed to provoke me to lash out at him so that he landed on the floor, poor sod.The first nanny I remember at Teignmouth Road, after the one in the nurse’s cap, was a German girl called Ada. I liked her and so did my sister. On long walks to Gladstone Park she’d tell me the story ...

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