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Random reminder

FRIDAY ALWAYS GETS ME DOWN

Around Grandmother's chair clustered the children, enchanted.. The pages turned. The story unfolded. Robinson Crusoe and his faithful friend were triumphing, with God’s help, over circumstances. Oooh! Aah! breathed the children, rapt in every word. This, thought Mother, looking in at the doorway gratefully, this is family life at its best. The older generation sharing its wisdom and compassion. She dabbed at her eyes with her apron. How different from the violence and hypocrisy of television!

We prayed to Merciful Heaven for ! success (read Grandmother) and discharged our pieces upon the savages, : upwards of two score of them falling dead, and the rest howling and capering : most comically, until their heathen cries were redoubled, or stilled forever, by ) our losing a further volley, the which we ; accomplished without risk, the verdant ; foliage protecting us with Divine aid from their bloodthirsty malevolence. What dreadful punishment the Almighty : had wrought upon their sins! Reloading, we . . .

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Press, 2 June 1981, Page 29

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160

Random reminder Press, 2 June 1981, Page 29

Random reminder Press, 2 June 1981, Page 29