My first name was Philip, but when I was a small child I could only manage to say Pip. So Pip was what every-body called me. I lived in a small village in Essex with my sister, who was over twenty years older than me, and married to Joe Gargery, the village blacksmith. My parents had died when I was a baby, so I could not remember them at all, but quite often I used to visit the churchyard, abut a mile from the village, to look at their names on their gravestones.

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