After nearly three weeks in Great Britain, roly-poly Georgy Malenkov, the visitor from Russia, was getting to be almost like one of the family. Journeying northward from London, he stopped in at Lancashire's teeming seaside Blackpool, smiled amiably avuncular smiles right and left among the crowds of vacationing Britons, and gave a honeymooning bride a box of chocolates. Offering a stick of rock candy to three-year-old Richard Davies, 54-year-old Georgy said: "I have a grandson of this age. His name is Peter. This is for peace between Peter and Richard."
At Fleetwood...
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