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In the 1950s, as a small child, I remember watching over our garden fence as the personal effects of a boy called John Holloway were burned in the garden after he had recovered from scarlet fever. It was impressed upon me that he was lucky to have survived. I regarded it as a solemn and serious occasion and watched as the pale and thin boy, wearing his school mac, poked at the burning pile with a stick. I knew he was sad.
Chart showing the number of references in each month of the diary’s entries.