Uncle Basil and The Pimp by Lynn McSweeney

Around 1966 or ’7, Uncle Basil, my mother’s brother, stopped by our home in Indianapolis for a few days on his meandering cross-country journey. He was always popping up for visits, with imagination-catching gifts for me and my sister: dolls with pink hair and blue eyes, or blue hair and pink eyes, or a marvellously-detailed …

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