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Remembering the Grace I never knew
By
Elaine Allison
2008
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Grace was the elderly neighbour of a friend. I never met Grace but heard a lot about her, particularly when she was ill in hospital. When she died her family threw many of her possessions onto the beach and burnt them. I salvaged some pieces to incorporate into this reliquary.
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