Friday Fictioneers #10: a terrible likeness certainly.

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Miss Blenkinsop had read in a magazine that when Michelangelo had been asked about sculpting his David, he had said that he had simply removed everything that wasn’t David. So although Leominster seemed a long way from renaissance Italy, she had bought a mallet and chisel and a block of chalk. She thought if she removed too much of what wasn’t the parents she had never met, she could bodge them back together with plaster of Paris or tippex. But the work came easily, and here they were; a terrible likeness certainly, but all the same, Fred and Rosemary West.

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