Art Sex MusicFaber & Faber, 4. apr. 2017 - 384 síður A SUNDAY TIMES, TELEGRAPH, ROUGH TRADE, PITCHFORK AND UNCUT MUSIC BOOK OF THE YEAR |
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... play with – and Mrs Smith's freshly baked bread. The smell from the oven was amazing and she'd invite me in and give me a hot bread roll dripping with melted butter. Our neighbours on the other side, the Goodriches, were different. They ...
... play where our parents told us not to, on a place called 'the Dump'. I'd often go there, find an isolated spot at the back of the hills and hide in the long grass and bushes and sit alone daydreaming. I loved the smells and the ...
... played Mary in the nativity play one Christmas, then never came back to school. We all knew she was dying – we were told in assembly – and we'd walk past her house every day, to and from school, feeling sad for her but being too young ...
... play itself out . They'd knock on his door , be let in , and when he was out of sight one or two of the girls would go and steal sweets and money from a suitcase he kept under his bed . It was full of bars of chocolate and bags of ...
... play had finished and put on a Billy Fury record full-blast. Everyone lunged for the cake stall, consuming everything in sight, then proceeded to dance to the music on Les's dad's precious lawn. Les was furious, all our plans to sell ...