Once I Was 7 Years Old
That’s an interesting question. I was 7, going on 8, when we entered the 1970s. I remember crying in 1970 because I wanted to go and see Bozo the Clown in person at the Palace cinema in Cork. You wouldn’t really do that as an adult would you? I did end up going, thankfully π. … Continue reading Once I Was 7 Years Old
