Family history
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Jazz Baby
So here is your humble blogger as a young hepcat. My parents were in their teens when I was born in October ’59. My father, last glimpsed by me when I was five, worked for a while as a policeman. My mother had served coffee at Ronnie Scott’s club in its earliest days and was…
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Recovering an untold story
Last week I was unexpectedly given a plastic bag containing 13 boards with illustrations by my grandfather, Alex Stowell. Evidently these were intended for a children’s story, which was never published, and the text – if it ever existed – has been lost. The pictures from The adventures of Jumper Frog, suggest a story in which Jumper Frog works as a…
Peter Kenny: a writer's notebook 