A picture of Jacquiline Atha

Jacqueline Atha

On Sunday afternoons, we would all pile into my grandparent’s pink car and we would drive around to different National Trust homes to wander around them to look at the art work, sit on the lawns having picnics and dream that we lived there.  On the way home, we would stop on the side of the road to pick blackberries, and scoff them. Then we would always end up at a village pub drinking Coca-Cola and Smith’s Ready Salted Crisps.


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