Fairbridge...
... was brilliant. Fiddle chicks were the best. It was wonderful. The Chapel was beautiful.
posted by Polysemous at 4:43 PM
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
About Me
- Name: Polysemous
Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call] will carry you up the shore of another life] and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle] a world away from the dolorous desk.] Castaway by Margaret Scott
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