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Meeting the Moomins…
One grey morning the first snow began to fall in the Valley of the Moomins. It fell softly and quietly, and in a few hours everything was white. Moomintroll stood on his doorstep and watched the world nestle beneath its winter blanket. ‘Tonight,’ he thought, ‘We shall settle down for our long winter’s sleep.’ (All…
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Honey, Prisoners – and a King’s Speech!
During the war honey was popular, because sugar wasrationed. But Vere doesn’t tell us if her sweet gift was madeby a local beekeeper, or was a mass produced jar. Feel much better this week. Very hot. A jar of honey has been given me. Very pleasant to receive. Able to get one whole pound of…
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Shooting Pheasants…
Well, despite my best endeavours, I’ve been busy over the last week or so (Oxfam bits and pieces, and an unexpected visit from my Younger Daughter), so I’ve not been looking at anyone else’s posts, or checking my own, and consequently missed seeing that I had been selected by Jane and Briar, over at Fleur…