Tag: Kris Kringle

Childhood worlds colliding

When I was eight years old, our family holiday in Torquay was interrupted by news that our house in Ballarat had been ransacked and burgled. I was, I am told, bereft. I was convinced that my prized collection of Enid Blyton...

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