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Jeez cutey, do you eat encyclopedias as a hobby?

Nice pic, Shameless. Tell me, do you have one of the window immediately below the b***tards?

Encyclopaedias? - Nah. It's just that after the war, we had no t.v., p.c.s, etc. There wasn't a hell of a lot to do except kick a tennis ball around back streets, read lots of books and magazines about football, and sit up straight and st-a-a-re every time the bus passed that off-licence on Durham Rd. To us kids, that shop was like Mecca and The Vatican rolled into one. Above the door, it said 'Len Shackleton'. It might just as well have said 'GOD'.

I read it all so many times, I've never forgotten some of it. Nowhere near so interested today.