Childhood Images: Accrington, Lancashire Part 2 The title of this piece deliberately includes the word “images.” Images conjure up wonderful memories for me of Accrington. Primarily those images are inside my head. I assist you the reader by showing some of them in celluloid or at least its digital equivalent. Since writing the first part I have asked myself this question – “why exactly do you have strikingly fond memories of your younger days there?” The best and most truthful answer I can give is that I found out who the real me is there. I was a quiet shy kid but was given metaphorical wings to enable me to fly by most of my close family in Accy. I include my saintly grandmother who I…
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