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Being the late 60s and my father being the only driver in the house, I wouldn’t have left our home...
This is my mum’s painting of Joan Fanning. By the time the two had met, Joan had already studied at...
Over the next five years my mother learnt to extend any activity that she and I were engaged in. Gazing,...
With not even a year having passed since their second-born had died, my parents’ fourth was born. Me. Spring had...
This is my mother, Pat Fry, or Paddy as she was to her family. Her friend, Joan Fanning, who trained...
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