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August 18, 2008

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Lucy

My mum usesd to fall in love with market traders, which you might have thought was out of character. Hers were not of food though, but mostly of antiques and bric-a-brac - Mr Anstey and his stall were far more warmly present in my childhood than most of her actual family - and Jewish vendors of fabrics, who must have awoken some atavistic memory of her mixed ancestry of East Anglian Jews and silk-weavers.

Tomi's toms are a lovely red!

Tori

Now I'm in love with Mr Antsey too. Mr Antsey's Antiques and Bric-a-Brac has quite the ring to it.

And though utterly unscientific, I do believe we somehow remember how our far past is woven--figuratively, and for your mother, literally.

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