The Pomeranian breeder and the squaddy
If you have never travelled to London on the Wrexham and Shropshire train you have never lived. In a hectic, noisy, impersonal world you will find here a little capsule of quiet respectability, politeness and consideration. “Would you like me to help you with your bag?” the squaddy asked the ex-Pomeranian breeder. Betty Flavel was… Read More »