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Old Wives Tales and Conventional Wisdom
I spent Easter with my mother, siblings, their spouses and eight children. The weather was truly awful. I caught my daughter singing; “I’m dreaming of a white Easter”. In the bleak North of England it snowed on Good Friday. There are few things as unpleasant as 8 children running around a house screaming. So despite the weather […]
James Lawther