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Of Sand Castles and Moats
Of Sand Castles and Moats
The breakfast gong was sounding to the smell of bacon and eggs
To which the guests were following bearing white and sunburnt legs.
With butter curls on the table and tea in its silver pot,
“Help yourself to cereal,” and, “mind, that plate is hot!”
The endless void of breakfast and the sea was going out
Boxed in round the ( Read more... ) -
Hooray
I have hit the keyboard again and I am writing (very slowly but surely).
My thanks to the Elder tree which has help me over my writer's block. -
Whitechapel
Must say I really enjoyed this series, great storyline, well written. Loved the ending, hope there's a series five ITV.....
Fingers crossed.
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