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| | Daniel Day-Lewis |
 | | Sinèad Day-Lewis is busy chopping firewood, killing pigs and tending to her severely handicapped son Daniel while husband C.J. Day-Lewis, a struggling poet and advertising copywriter, paces the floor, his face a vision of despair. |
 | | Daniel was devastated and enraged with bitter jealousy. |
 | | Daniel wasted no time in collecting his toothbrush, a locket containing a photogram of his dear mother, his colouring book and felt tips, his Wellington boots, bucket and spade, swimming trunks and crowbar and stowed away onboard a ferry to Swinging London. |
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