Intimacies, intricacies, cadences

On finding the beat of someone else’s voice

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St Francis House in 1950, with Vince Copley third from right.

A FEW WEEKS into the first draft of what eventually became The Wonder of Little Things, I said to my co-­author, Vince Copley – whose life story it is – ‘I don’t know whether I can do this.’ This being to turn the many stories he was telling me into a book.

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