“The rabble closed in; I was encircled; grit flew in my face like shrapnel. Tall girls with frizzled hair, and huge boys with sharp elbows, began to prod me with hideous interest. They plucked at my scarves, spun me round like a top, screwed my nose and stole my potato.”

— Laurie Lee , book Cider with Rosie

Source: Cider with Rosie (1959), p. 50.

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British writer 1914–1997

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