Just finished reading my Mum’s novel A Thread Through Time – it’s really good. Short, but good. I have a few comments for her when I see her next, but no … it’s good.
To accompany that I’m busy with my slide/negative scanning project. At the moment I’m working my way through a box of Vermont slides from our year in New York. There’s an ace (read cute) picture of me aged 5 gazing wide-eyed at marshmallow on a stick amongst the leaves of The Fall.
Awe…
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