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Turgid dreams make a colourful night but at least I slept. image taken by my son, Robin James Smith A quiet week, but for the high spot on Tuesday: a lunch with four old friends at the bistro in the … Continue reading

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6-word Saturday

Departure is poignant: missing them already  Last week’s flurry of family visitors was followed this week by the return of fellow blogger Crowing Crone Joss and her husband Gerard after a year of exploring their French roots.  They must have … Continue reading

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