Sometime Bruniquel resident Derek Jacobi remembers something which many of us of a certain age sympathise with:
“What I do remember about my childhood at Christmas is that it was the only time in the year that we had chicken. It was very expensive, and it was very rare. The smell was... you hadn’t smelt a cooking chicken all year. It was so special. The smell of it. Nowadays, it’s chicken schmicken, isn’t it?”
Radio Times
Malc says: tangerines, new pennies..
Val says My new Enid Blyton Famous Five or the Island series
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