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| | Guardian Unlimited | The Guardian | Obituary: Dame Thora Hird |
 | | Her dad, James Henry Hird, was manager of the Royalty theatre, and later of the entertainments on the pier, where a weekly ticket admitted holidaymakers to a pocket opera company and Madame Rosa Vere, who dived off in red tights every high tide, after which her mother passed the hat. |
 | | Thora's own mother, Mary, had carried her daughter on stage at eight weeks old; mam was acting a lass who had been done wrong by the squire's son, and the bundled baby played the result. |
 | | Hird's conversation shared with Bennett's writing the exactly-placed names - a cup of Horlicks, a tumbler of dandelion and burdock - and a sense of a vast, lost innocence, of a world where knobbly knees were life's norm. |
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