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[firecrest]

   Phil has headed off to London to see his family and so I had a weekend away with my own in Wales.  I had a great time.  I thouroughly believe scrabble is only fun if you are drunk and cant spell. That way, everybody gets to argue over whether a word is real or not, and all burst into complaints each time somebody, after half an hour of

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[poets_hand]

An early morning walk sounds lovely at this time of year.

Fred grew up in one house, then another down the street, where his parents still live. He's taken me to the brook at the end of the street, that goes on forever. Once there, he showed me all sorts of places and told me numerous stories to go with those places. It was kind of magical for me, because I lived in 27 different places in 30 years. I didn't have the chance to make memories of any place. But I think my kids will, because we've lived here their whole lives, and don't plan on moving.

[firecrest]

Yeah I cant imagine not being rooted to one place. Everwhere I pass has so many memories, especially as my current route to work takes me past my old school and past a place I used to play as a child. Even just tiny things, like this certain drainpipe with a large covering on it. My cousin danny used to tell me a robber slept down it and for ages I was scared to walk past it. Sometimes I pass it and I think about that time in my life, along with all the other tiny details there, like bollards I used to vault over which seem tiny now and a single bent railing I used to slip through. I was very young then, about 6 or 7.
its strange you having moved so often. Id have hated that, I was crap at making new friends.