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The Collector

(by Lucy St. George)

Lazy afternoons spent preparing and eating the famous St. George roast dinner with my mum and two daughters—these are my fondest memories.

A roast dinner in the St. George household is a meal that symbolizes inclusion; my mum extends invitations to these meals with abandon, and we never know what interesting character will be joining us at the table that week, winter or summer. A roast dinner is always a good idea for a woman who thinks of a stranger as a friend not yet met—it’s a meal that can be expanded to feed an appreciative, boisterous crowd.

Ever since childhood, our home was filled with a gaggle of people, including lodgers and visiting students. We rented out two rooms to students from the local international school, so quite often there were Chi