Books, Memories

The Phantom

As a young boy, I would have to accompany my mother to relatives’ or friends’ houses.  Usually, I would go willingly but sometimes a bribe such as a roll of Poppins would help sway my mind.  It’s not that I did not want to accompany her, its just that if the house that we were visiting had no children of…

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Books, Memories

Brer Rabbit

  An enduring memory of my childhood is that of lying in bed on a cold December night in Bangalore, sometime around 1973 with the lights switched off and my brother telling me stories of Brer Rabbit.  These were written by Enid Blyton and involved the escapades of a rabbit who was constantly outwitting the trio of Brer Fox, Brer…

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