Non-fiction Interview
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Friday 16 September 2007 Non-Fictional Interview. Walking towards Mrs Woodcock's tiny but neat bungalow, it's obvious that this house belongs to a Golden oldie. Walking past what can only be called a miniature Garden of Eden, I step into the damp ridden porch way. Crossing the threshold of the house, I enter a narrow but cosy hallway,but I barely have time to register the nick-naks on the mantlepiece or the broken down grandfather clock in the corner before I hear a scrambling and wheezing from the open doorway to my left. A scruffy, old yellow labrador comes shuffling towards me, sniffs every inch of my body she can reach, as if checking for drugs, then docile trots back through the door. Hearing the TV on in that same room I follow. Dosing in a massive pink armchair, Mrs Woodcock blinks blearie up at me through her plain glasses, she...

