I have a little more tidying up to do on my series on the Spanish Civil War, and my family history, so I post the first part of this piece, which is a sort of follow-up from an earlier one “ Why Do We Go On Calling Them Paedophiles? ” When we go to check things over in our rental house in a nearby village, I pick up Rosio, the beautiful seven year old granddaughter of our neighbour, Isabel, and I kiss her and giver her a nice hug. For don’t all young girls need to feel that men are just a teeny... Sign in to see full entry.