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Re: Accrington Market Hall.
My Nana used to send me there to buy her knickers. Big pink things with long legs and lots of elastic. I'd wander around the stall waiting for a quiet moment and then pick up three pairs and shove them in the assistant's hand. Even though I tried not to, I always said 'they aren't for me'!
Everytime I think of the Market Hall I think of that.
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June xx
So much muck to eat before you die
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