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The Last Christmas Present

Sunday. What a miserable day it has been today – I don’t think it ever got completely light, although if it had done then we woudn’t have noticed through the endless overlaiden grey sky and rain. We had a quiet…

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The need to write; the need to read

Sunday. With no work to get up for (myself), or as yesterday (for Emma), I actually got to sleep through to whenever nature decided was my time to wake. Thinking about it, despite the three weeks off I had, this…

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Working the garden

I feel pleasantly tired after a hard day’s work out in the garden. After a leisurely Sunday morning breakfast, we set ourselves to digging up the front garden, digging out the self-seeded budlea bushes and removing the old water feature…

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