This has brought back a long buried memory of DD (aged 1) in 1976 - a hot summer, in her McLaren buggy in a little playsuit which was little more than a sort of swimsuit over her nappy and as a car passed us the driver threw his cigarette butt out of the open window and it landed on her shoulder and went down her back. I had forgotten this until now! Gosh I would have committed murder if I had had the t***er in front of me.
Are terrorist causes ever right?
This Israeli regime has to be stopped!
How to deal with doom-y thoughts






