Source: Into the city: a memory
In real life, I met and worked together on a short project with the “younger sister” referred to in this blog. I have never met the writer of this blog in real life, but feel as if I have, or should have, or might yet one day, and that would be a fine thing indeed.
Eleanor Venables has produced a beautiful, controlled piece of writing here which so closely captures so much of what lingered in this place far beyond 1947. Read it!