My shirts reeked of onions; my father hated the ‘phoney Tudor windows’. That flat will always mean home
- Posted on December 24, 2024
- By The Guardian
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My shirts reeked of onions; my father hated the ‘phoney Tudor windows’. That flat will always mean home
Six decades on, in my mind’s eye I can still walk around those rooms and hear my parents’ voices, says children’s author Michael Rosen
