Dear Molly Malone.
“Sweet Molly, Sweet Molly Malone I can see if you smile, Though I’m off half a mile, For my eyes all the while, Keep along with my head, And my head on must know, When from Molly I go.” Dear Molly Malone. I fell in love with the city of London in 1978 and I visit her often till I left Europe in late 1980. The women talk so pretty, their English accents made me ask many questions. Just to hear…















