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- Bill Smith had a way with dogs, a kind of power over them. They would sit in awe of him, would listen to him, would slink away sheepishly if they had growled near him. It was a skill I had cause to be thankful for once or twice. The odd thing was, that Bram, the last dog Bill owned had died in 1925 - fifty years distant.
- Bill was a retired, life long bachelor. He lived alone in the small terraced house next door but two from us. On a number of occasions, I visited Bill's house, and it seemed that it hadn't really changed much from the 50s. There were hints that some articles had been undisturbed apart from the occasional silverfish or visiting woodlouse, since the 1930s.
- A grey snap of seventeen year old Bill, grey in flat cap, sitting on grey grass with a winsome girl wearing her hair in grey bangs, and a cloche hat.(on examination hall)
- Almost forgotten amid the clutter of pipe cleaners, matches, spills, bits of wire, tea coupons and old Yale keys was a very small dark photo of a black mongrel dog, lying in a back yard. A white stripe down its nose and in between its ears was one of the few ways it was distinguishable from the background gloom. This was Bram, Bill told me, his dog.
"Or my brother Frank's dog, if everyone had their own."
Through the years, my family had a total of four dogs. We actually had no photographs whatever of the first two.Yogi had departed before I could really remember him.
Rex was next - My only memory of him was drawing on him in biro when I ran out of paper. He loved it.
Rusty ran away never to be seen again, and Benny - well, he deserves a story of his own.
Dogs had only played walk on parts in my family. As far as I was concerned the all defining object in a house was a television. There was one in Bill's house. It stood like a lonely, redundant sentinel in a dank corner of his empty living room and seemed cold and unused. When I asked Bill what he watched, he answered that the set didn't work, it needed a new plug or some such, and he hadn't bothered to get it fixed. And what's more, he didn't miss it. To me this was unimaginable - how could a person have a TV and not use it?
"Radio's best," Bill would wheeze, "you can't beat old steam radio
Final Answer:
Bill Smith had a way with dogs, a kind of power over them. They would sit in awe of him, would listen to him, would slink away sheepishly if they had growled near him.
Explanation:
- Bill Smith had a way with dogs, a kind of power over them. They would sit in awe of him, would listen to him, would slink away sheepishly if they had growled near him. It was a skill I had cause to be thankful for once or twice. The odd thing was, that Bram, the last dog Bill owned had died in 1925 - fifty years distant.
- Bill was a retired, lifelong bachelor. He lived alone in the small terraced house next door but two from us. On a number of occasions, I visited Bill's house, and it seemed that it hadn't really changed much from the 50s. There were hints that some articles had been undisturbed apart from the occasional silverfish or visiting woodlouse, since the 1930s.
- A grey snap of seventeen-year-old Bill, grey in a flat cap, sitting on grey grass with a winsome girl wearing her hair in grey bangs, and a cloche hat. (on examination hall)
- Almost forgotten amid the clutter of pipe cleaners, matches, spills, bits of wire, tea coupons and old Yale keys was a very small dark photo of a black mongrel dog, lying in a backyard. A white stripe down its nose and in between its ears was one of the few ways it was distinguishable from the background gloom. This was Bram, Bill told me, his dog.
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