Tag: Arab

  • Forgotten Dream

    Forgotten Dream

    I was all of twelve years old and very impressionable; we were in 1954 Southern Rhodesia, an exciting country, wide open spaces, not many towns and even these were spread, miles apart from one another. My father was the sole representative for a brewing company and travelled around the country a great deal, often taking…

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