ROLAND BARFS FILM DIARY WEEK 15
April 8. L and I visit my grandmother. A cold morning in Sheffield but once again the clouds burn away as we cross through the Peak District, and as we go down into Staffordshire the day becomes bright and warm, almost like early summer. I get a rejection from a literary magazine, one that I was expecting but which still disappoints me. I cheer up when …
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