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Lord, where are you taking me today?On the tip of my paintbrush?On a cloud up in the sky…. with that

Our mum turned 80 this year and she is quite an adventurer, regularly hiking aroundthe local hills. She set herself

Mouse is up to his narrow pointed ears in syrup, trapped in the Place of the Humans.When she first chased

At the chemist, waiting for my pillsAnother prescription to take care of my illsHRT patches, tablets and pessariesAt nine quid

Winter I was brought up at Blakeney on the edge of the Royal Forest of Dean, the only daughter of

As autumn fades, days get cold and birds are on the wingDecember plans begin to stir, That’s What Christmas BringsDisplays