Family life

Readers' favourite photographs, songs and recipesSnapshot: Spending time with DaddyThis photograph captures a rare moment. It's from 1968, when the sun shone and little girls wore smocked dresses and Start-rite shoes and, most unusually, my father is relaxing. In those days, fathers were always busy. Mine was generally at work: leaving to commute to London before I got up and coming home when I was in bed, if not asleep. Weekends were occupied with cutting the grass. That's how I remember it, an...

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