The Shed That Fed a Million Children: The Mary’s Meals Story. Magnus MacFarlane-Barrow
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Название: The Shed That Fed a Million Children: The Mary’s Meals Story
Автор: Magnus MacFarlane-Barrow
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары
isbn: 9780007578337
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Version: 2016-02-10
This book is for Julie, without whom there would
have been nothing at all to write about.
Thank you for loving me.
Contents
1 Driving Lessons in a War Zone
2 A Woman Clothed with the Sun
I am writing this in my father’s shed. An east wind is blowing from behind Ben Lui, whose snow-powdered flanks I can see through the window above my desk. Some of the cold air buffeting and moaning around my corrugated-iron shelter has found a way in. There is a draught gnawing my feet. I can hear someone using a power saw in the distance, perhaps my brother-in-law at the firewood, and every so often a tractor chugs down the track towards the farm.
We don’t know exactly when the shed was built. It was certainly here a long time before we arrived in 1977. It is clearly marked on a map, dated 1913, hanging in an old wood-panelled corridor of Craig Lodge (my favourite part of the house when it was our family home), meaning it has been standing here for over a hundred years. That the shed is quite clearly leaning to one side today is therefore easily forgiven and it is understandable, perhaps, that I can now hear something clanking in the wind on the roof above me.
Initially, after we arrived, it served as Dad’s garage and workshop. It was the perfect size for parking the old Land Rover, in which I would one day learn to drive. Later, he converted it into a playroom, surprising us one Christmas by opening its door to reveal a magnificent pool table. My brothers and I spent many hours enjoying that gift, while at the back of the shed, right outside my window, was our football pitch. Seumas, Fergus and I played for hours there every day, shooting at home-made wooden goals, our pounding feet creating a muddy, grassless strip. In the winter months, when the darkness arrived СКАЧАТЬ