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Alarm bells ring when I read about grown women and dolls

7 April 2018

9:00 AM

7 April 2018

9:00 AM

Mona — single, childless, pushing 60 — sells wooden dolls made by a carpenter friend, which she delicately costumes from odds and ends of fabric sourced in charity shops. But her business has an odd spin-off: mothers who’ve suffered past stillbirths can come and ‘order’ a lump of carved wood made to the specified birthweight of their dead child.

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