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Cheers.
The kid in question was one of the Jewish rabbi's kids who I looked after fairly often back in 1995 so it's probably too late to ask.
From that year, what I remember most is that particular Tintin reading, having to think really hard about doing the washing up; what was milk, meat and parev (sp?) and not getting them mixed up and the fact that once when two of them were fighting, they stopped mid-fight to pick up their kippahs which had fallen off, put them back on and went straight back to exchanging punches and kicks.
They were nice kids and I was fond of them. It'd be nice to see them again sometime and see what they're like all these years later.
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