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Anna and the Black Knight
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Anna's Book
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Mister God, This Is Anna
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A discussion on a messageboard dedicated to the book, http://www.allreaders.com/Board.asp?listpage=2&BoardID=3686 recounts some personal memories posters have of Hopkins.
Syd, as a teenager and young adult, lived in the East End of London in the early 1930s, when neighbours really cared for and helped each other, whatever the deprivation or poverty. He was briefly drawn towards the politics of Oswald Mosley, but soon became disillusioned. Following a fall off a cliff he suffered chronic insomnia and in 1939 was referred to Finchden Manor, Kent, a therapeutic community run by George Lyward, where he was soon invited to join the staff. I met Syd when I was sent to Finchden as a 14 year old - he was on the staff and due to an earlier serious injury walked around on his knees. (an accident where he was hit by a compartment door of a train while waiting on the platform) His way of getting around was taken as completely normal by us all. Syd was generous with his time and talents, which were many and varied. He was programming computers in the late 1950s, he could play a mean boogey-woogey on the piano, but could knock out a Chopin etude just as effectively! He married his psychotherapist.
Syd, as a teenager and young adult, lived in the East End of London in the early 1930s, when neighbours really cared for and helped each other, whatever the deprivation or poverty. He was briefly drawn towards the politics of Oswald Mosley, but soon became disillusioned. Following a fall off a cliff he suffered chronic insomnia and in 1939 was referred to Finchden Manor, Kent, a therapeutic community run by George Lyward, where he was soon invited to join the staff. I met Syd when I was sent to Finchden as a 14 year old - he was on the staff and due to an earlier serious injury walked around on his knees. (an accident where he was hit by a compartment door of a train while waiting on the platform) His way of getting around was taken as completely normal by us all. Syd was generous with his time and talents, which were many and varied. He was programming computers in the late 1950s, he could play a mean boogey-woogey on the piano, but could knock out a Chopin etude just as effectively! He married his psychotherapist.
