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Wheat Fields

When Mum was going through her van Gogh phase Dad would drive us out to Chosen hill on Sundays. He would park just off one of the lanes and we piled out to… Continue reading

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“hired bike”

hired bike the speed of childhood Paper Wasp 19,2    

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