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Truth, lies and family secrets

The Sydney Morning Herald book review

Elizabeth Jolley was a tricky customer. Whenever I interviewed her on the publication of a new book, she posed as an eccentric, bird-like, rather scatty elderly lady, with singular dress sense (she was fond of cheesecloth and cardigans and always seemed to wear sandals on her large feet) and she had a tendency to avoid…
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