The Land Rover Owners Ex Wife

……becoming me again


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When I was a lass ………….

As a child, snow of any description was met with joy and excitement and deep snow promised a whole world of opportunities from snowmen to snowballs and a host of things in between.

Deep snow 0n a school day was fantastic because this heralded the snowball fight of snowball fights each and every break time and at the start and finish of school as every pupil (and some parents) joined in, watched by ranks of snowmen, each adorned with the hats and scarves, originally intended for the architects of each individual snowman. Continue reading