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April 24, 2014

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"...and then we went inside and listened to "Tea for the Tillerman."

I'm sure I had a similar dress of the same purple paisley fabric--ah, the good old days!

I love these 'blasts from the past'.

Oh yes "vivent les minidresses/skirts"!

You two foxes! Très a la mode considering where you were wearing those!

If the clothes were unfashionable (or possibly rather too fashionable) I'll take your word for it. But most fellas look at faces first and here they would have seen two young women, calm, composed, confident and, no doubt, competent. You can both afford to laugh at yourselves now which means,to quote my Grannie, you get the ha'penny and the toffee.

A couple of years later, aged about 11, I had a pair of flared woollen trousers (I rather hoped they were 'Oxford bags' but they weren't really) in a complex check and a gingham shirt inexactly the same shades of purples and mauves. I was so happy.

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  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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