Two Lights on Cranbrook Road
Cranbrook Road, Ilford. October 1925. Eleanor Godwin pressed her forehead to the cold glass of the upstairs window and watched the streetlamp at number forty-seven flicker from amber to blue. It was half past eleven at night, and the fog rolling in from the River Roding had turned the road into a tunnel of diffused light, the new electric lamps strung along the pavement like beads on a rosary....
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