Christopher Woodall – The Writer As Outsider

My speech emerged so late, and so mangled, that it was experienced by others as either foreign or gibberish; in the England of the day, synonymous. I was an outsider within my more fissile than fusional nuclear family. My speech emerged so late, and so mangled, that it was experienced by others as either foreign or gibberish; terms which, in the England of the day, were understood as synonymous.

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