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thanks for taking the time to read and comment chaps x

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Barbi Touron

Mon 20th Feb 2012 18:53

Being from the US, we prob. weren't in any of the same squats, but I also have a fondness for all of these things. Making your own family amongst strangers sometimes, pheromones and keytones all mingling together. The egg whites, made me laugh, I remember all of these things, but the freedom, man, that was priceless.So glad you wrote this I can't stop smiling. Thank you.

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Mon 13th Feb 2012 07:47


Really enjoyed the picture Laura..takes me back somewhat..super stuff :)

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Anthony Emmerson

Sat 11th Feb 2012 16:22

"Luxury! there were eighteen of uf us livin in't shoe box in t'middle o t'road!"

I suspect this is just as much about mental freedom as it is about physical freedom. You write vith a vividness and immediacy, yet intelligibility, that is very easy on the brain

Regards,
A.E.

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Lynn Dye

Fri 10th Feb 2012 23:16

Great poem, Laura. Enjoyed. :)

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Laura Taylor

Fri 10th Feb 2012 09:25

Thanks chaps :) Aye Mike - that's what we used! Shoplifted eggs, too ;D

steve mellor

Thu 9th Feb 2012 16:48

Great grubby picture

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Mike Hilton

Thu 9th Feb 2012 15:44

Laura! You're at it again! Writing great stuff.

Egg-white for hair gel- that's no yoke!
Are you cracking up?

OK, I'll lay off you then.

Seriously though Brill!

Mike

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