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. . . and this really IS a new Me!

I’m quite shocked at myself today.

For the first time since I was 18 years old, and working in a factory where Labour Party Membership was obligatory, I’ve voluntarily joined a political party!

Yes, it’s the Labour Party!

I’ve been thinking about this for some weeks now, but kept hesitating, and then deciding to leave it for a little bit more.

But then, today, I realized that procrastination is okay if there’s nothing at stake – but if I want to have my say as to who runs this country, then I’ll have to commit to a decision.

And so I decided to let my voting power do my talking, and joined the only party I can see who, if they can all get behind Jeremy Corbyn, will make a true Opposition party to the Tories.

In some ways, I like Lib-Dem’s policies, but they’ve only ever really come into any sort of power position by joining with the first party I ever voted for, but with whom I wouldn’t touch with a barge-pole today, or with anyone else’s barge-pole, come to that!

The year I turned 18, and was able to vote for the first time, Margaret Thatcher came into power, and I voted for her, rather than the party she represented – and came to regret it very quickly.

It may seem that I’m making the same mistake again, voting for the leader, rather than the party, but I truly feel that the Labour Party, by following the policies that Jeremy Corbyn is trying to push through, will bring back power to the people who actually pay the wages, and everything else, for the MP’s that are supposed to represent them.

Whatever happens, I feel that, as a woman, I should do my part, and use the freedom to vote that was so very hard-won by many brave, and resourceful, women before me.

I’m now trying my best to understand what I can about British politics, and how each decision made will affect me and mine, as well as everyone else – that’s probably something I’ll be forever trying to understand, but I’ll do my part, as long as MPs, like Jeremy Corbyn, are doing theirs 🙂

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Looking Back at Days Gone By . . .

I was reading the latest post of a friend of mine, who is doing her best to be as self-sufficient as she can, and it brought to mind such wonderful memories, of when I was still young, and strong, and capable of so much 🙂

I love reading about her determination to be as self-sufficient as she possibly can, as it reminds me so much of our lives when we first moved here to west Wales, over 31 years ago now.

In those days, our freezer was always filled with the fish we caught fresh from the sea, just below our house at Cei Bach, and the Rabbits that hubby had to cull locally for the surrounding farmers. Our pantry was also lined with rows of jars and bottles, filled with the glut of fruit and veg – grown in our own garden, plus next door (which we had been given permission to harvest, as it would have been wasted otherwise, with it being a holiday let at the time). There was a Mulberry tree next door, and we always looked forward to the fruit ripening, as it was something we’d only ever come across in that particular place!

We also had mile upon mile of hedgerows where we could gather other foods as we took our daily walks – all for the price of our free time and very little effort – and I always delighted in any fresh-picked mushrooms we could find – including bracket fungus – or Chicken in the Woods, as it is also called. Another fungi we used to gather was the immature Puff ball, which is the only time when it is really edible – when the inside is still white – and this became a firm favourite of ours, especially when sliced, and fried, in a knob of butter – or there were lush, and abundant, blackberries, elderberries,  damsons, the occasional hazelnut tree – and, even rarer, we came across a walnut tree that was still giving out it’s fruit!

There were many other wild fruits that we gathered, including the rosehips that I turned into a syrup to give to my daughter daily (also using it on pancakes, too), At that time, our most read book, was the well-thumbed ‘Food for Free’, written by Richard Mabey in the early 1970’s, and this became our most used guide to whatever we could gather 🙂

There was always the smell of cooking in my kitchen, as I prepared these wonderful, free, foods, so that there would be plenty to see us through the winter. It really taxed my skills at the time, to think of new ways to prepare the food, so that it would last, and so that we didn’t get bored of the same things served all the time – and, as I was almost a vegetarian at the time, apart from the occasional fish, I really needed to make sure my diet was as healthy as possible – and all of this free food made sure of that! 🙂

At that time, I also used to make most of our clothing on an ancient Singer that moved by a foot-powered treadle plate, and we got whatever else we needed from local charity shops, or markets, where we had also bought most of our household goods second-hand, too.

There was very little we had to buy new, and I even made my own bread, with the flour coming from our local health food shop, and cooked in a wood-fuelled Rayburn stove.

In this way, we always felt that our carbon footprint was a very light one, especially as we heated our home with the driftwood we gathered from the beach, or from fallen branches in the nearby woods!

Things have changed a lot for me since those days, due to ill health, and our carbon footprint isn’t as light as we’d like, but I can look back on all of those years, when we strived to make our lives as simple as we could, and I know I can feel good that we did our very best to do so. 🙂


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Ten Things of Thankful # 17


Mum on her 70th Birthday, 2009

What a difference a week makes!

This week has been full of terrible lows, when our family truly thought we’d lose Mum, and then amazing highs, as she turned a corner, and so very quickly came back to us.

My 10 things of thankful are dedicated to this:

  • I thank God that my Mum has survived, and is now on the road to recovery
  • I thank the doctors and nurses, once more, for their exemplary care where Mum was concerned. They battled long and hard to bring her back from the brink of death, and their fight was well worth it, as Mum suddenly turned a corner, and has made a rapid recovery so far 🙂
  • I’m thankful for all the support I’ve had from family and friends, and the concern and good wishes everybody sent us all over this awful time.
  • I’m thankful for the prayers made by so many people all across the world – and I’m totally convinced this helped in my Mum’s recovery – Mum was so very touched by this, when I told her 🙂
  • I’m thankful that Dad will have his love home with him very soon, as he’s not coped well without her 🙂
  • I’m thankful that Mum has survived to share another wedding anniversary with Dad. They will be married for 58 years on 27th of this month 🙂
  • I’m so very, very thankful that I was able to talk to Mum on the phone yesterday. I have to admit I sobbed my heart out with the relief of it all once we’d finished talking! 🙂
  • I’m also so very thankful to Alexander Fleming, who discovered the antibiotic uses of Penicillin in 1928. I’m so very much aware that, without it, neither myself, nor my Mum, would be here now!
  • I’m thankful for living at a time where all of this was possible!
  • I’m thankful, lastly,  for living where there is a free National Health Service still. There are many people all over the world who lose their lives, needlessly, because they have no access to a free health service, and I’m very much aware of how fortunate I am to live in a country where we have this. There is a huge amount of criticism for our poor, benighted services but, when it really counts, they are there for us, as they have been for me, since my birth 🙂

Thank you all, so very much, for your messages of concern for me over this last week. I appreciate it, and was comforted to know that you cared so much 🙂


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I’ve Been Nominated for The Triple Award!

I’ve been kindly nominated for The Triple Award, by Nirvana, of

This is very nice for me, as I love that people are interested enough to read my Blog with any regularity 🙂

The three awards are, as follows:

I love this one, as it means someone has found something in my writing to inspire them. I was fortunate to have had an English teacher who did the same for me so, if I can encourage anyone, even a little bit, to write whatever is in their heart, then I’m happy to have passed on that inspiration given so freely to me 🙂


I absolutely love the idea of this award, not only for my own sake, but because it reminds me so much of my daughter. Her favourite quote comes from Oscar Wilde ‘We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.’ She took that quote to heart, and recently started up her own group, called ‘The Gutterstars Collective’, where she performs fire routines within plays. If anyone shines brightly, it is she 🙂


I love the idea of this award – it a definite feel-good thing! 🙂

Now, apparently, there are a few rules to accepting this triple award, and these are:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Add the Very Inspiring Blogger Award to your post.
  3. Share seven things about yourself.
  4. Nominate a list of bloggers who inspire you.
  5. Include this set of rules.

Right, so I have thanked Nirvana, who nominated me so, check 1.
I’ve posted the award itself onto my Blog (as above) – check 2.
Now, #3 says I have to share 7 things about myself – so here goes:

  1. I’m absolutely petrified of spiders! Intellectually, I know there’s nothing to be afraid of, but years of conditioning by a mother who screamed every time she saw one means I’m still terrified to absolute freezing whenever I see one!
  2. When I was about 10 (in the 70’s), I had a pet rock! Don’t ask me why – it was the thing at the time! I named it Boris, and kept it by my bedside, and didn’t do very much with it, as you might imagine 🙂
  3. Out of all the seasons, I prefer Autumn. Whether it’s because I was born in September, or whether it’s the smell of bonfires and rotting leaves, I’m not sure, but it’s the time of year I prefer to any other 🙂
  4. When I was young, my older sister, who was left-handed, wrote what we called mirror-writing, and we used to write each other ‘secret’ letters this way, convinced that nobody else had ever done the same (not realising our mother, too, was a lefty).
  5. I’m a total and utter sci-fi/fantasy addict, and am re-reading (for about the 10th time) the Anne McCaffrey-Elizabeth Ann Scarborough Powers That Be trilogy. I have every single book Anne McCaffrey has written, and am well on my way to having all of Elizabeth Scarborough’s too! They are definitely in my ‘keepers’ category, to be read, and re-read, as often as I feel like it – I never get tired of reading about space adventures, Unicorns, Dragons, and Cats! Lol
  6. When I was 3, I was nearly thrown into the public bonfire, on Guy Fawkes Night, that our family was attending at the time. It was only the quick wits of a stranger that the boys who tried it didn’t succeed! I’ve never enjoyed bonfire nights since 😦
  7. Despite being a total bookworm, I am now thoroughly, and utterly, addicted to Crochet! In the 16 months since I taught myself to crochet, I’ve managed to gather 4,000 patterns already – I’d need to live to be 1,000 to complete them all but, knowing me, it wouldn’t be possible anyway, as I can’t resist a new pattern, so I’d have to live forever to manage it – now that’s an idea! 🙂

As for #4 – here are just a few of the Blogs that I get inspiration from. These men and women are absolutely amazing writers:

23 Thorns – for his ability to make me laugh so much I could wet myself – plus, his wife writes the most amazing posts on historical stuff, which I love 🙂

Lizzi of Considerings – for her ability to make me laugh, or cry, with ease, as I read her amazing stories.

Christine of A Fly on our Chicken Coop Wall – for her ability to laugh at life, and keep her family and surroundings from falling into chaos.

Dyanne of I Want Backsies – for her fighting spirit, and her joy in life, that she shares with everyone.

Kristi of Thankful Me – for her ability to see all the good in life.

Clark of The Wakefield Doctrine – as he continues to shine the light onto our, sometimes disparate, characteristics.

Milly of Millyanna Trees – for her creativity – and for making my amazing Steampunk Owl.

Hannelore of Paper, Beads & Inspirations – for being such an amazingly talented friend, spiritual Sister, and all-round amazing human being.

Mikey of Knot Just Yarn: The Crochet Crowd Blog – for being the inspiration that drove me to teach myself to crochet 🙂

So, as I’ve also done #5 by writing all this, my work is done 🙂

Do feel free to go to all the different Blogs I’ve posted – you’ll be in for such a treat if you do 🙂

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November 8, 2013 · 6:57 am

I’ve been nominated for the Leibster Award :)

Now I’ve got to be honest with you, and tell you that, until I got a lovely message from Lizzy Allen, from the, I hadn’t ever heard of the Liebster Award – but then that wouldn’t be hard, as I rarely have the chance to look around at the many excellent Blogs I’d love to keep an eye on 🙂

Reading Lizzy’s post about it, it appears to be an award that acknowledges up-and-coming new bloggers, with the aim of encouraging them to continue writing, and work at making their blog grow – something I’d be quite happy to see happening 🙂

According to Lizzy, the word Liebster comes from the German, and means approximately the following: sweetest, kindest, dearest, beloved, lovely, endearing and welcome – definitely words that I’d love to be associated with 🙂

I’m not 100% sure what I’m supposed to do now that I’ve been nominated, except to follow the rules Lizzy wrote on her blog, and answer the 11 questions that Lizzy set for myself and the other nominees but, as I feel very honoured 
to have been nominated, especially as new as I am to the blogging scene, I’ll do my very best to follow the rules, and to answer the questions as well as I can 🙂
To be nominated for a Liebster Award you should have less than 200 blog followers and less than 200 Facebook likes.

Here are the rules:

1. Answer the 11 questions set for you by the blogger who nominated you

2. Post 11 things about yourself 

3. Choose 11 bloggers who fit the criteria above and link them in your post

4. Create 11 new questions for your own nominees to answer

4. Visit their blog and let them know you have nominated them

So, here we go with my answers to Lizzy’s questions:  

1. What is the best holiday you’ve ever been on?

I think it would have to be the 2 weeks I spent in the Lake District with my best friend Alison, and her family. I’d only ever had caravan holidays in Great Yarmouth before this, and so the Lake Districts were an amazing, beautiful, and eye-opening delight for me 🙂 I used to wake up every morning to the sound of cow bells, as a herd was driven past the little cottage we were staying in. I had more new experiences on that holiday than at any other time previously in my life, and so it has stayed with me, even after going to many other spots afterward – it was wonderful 🙂

  2. Do you have/have you ever had a recurring dream? What is/was it?

Ooh, yes I do as it happens – I’ve had this same dream periodically throughout my life, and it used to scare me silly as a child:
I’m very small, and for some reason, I’m walking in a wheat field, with the wheat so high it’s over my head. I can feel the hot sun beating down on my head, and can smell the ripeness of the wheat, and all I can hear is the whisper of the wind as it blows through the wheat stalks, and the chirping of crickets and birds. I then hear the sound of an engine in the distance but, because I can’t see over the ears of wheat, I don’t know what it is, until I suddenly step out from all the wheat onto a path of sorts. I look around and, there in the distance, I see a big yellow harvester slowly coming towards me. I don’t feel any panic, as it is going slowly, so I step out into the path made by it’s first sweep, and decide to follow it to the end of the row. I’m walking quite quickly but, because I’m only little, it’s not very fast really and, before I know it, the harvester is getting closer and closer. Suddenly I trip over a loose sandal strap, and I hurt my ankle so I can’t get up, and I’m watching the harvester coming closer and closer to me until it’s almost upon me. I can’t see the driver as he is so high up and, despite me shouting and waving, the harvester keeps on coming. Just as it gets to about six feet away from me, my great-grandmother appears out off the wheat rows, snatches me up, and steps back into the wheat, and I’m overwhelmed with the sounds and smells of the harvester as it goes by. That’s always when I wake up 🙂 

  3. If you had to live on a deserted island for one year and you could only pack one book, which one would you pack?

It would have to be the Bible, of course. Despite being a sci-fi and fantasy buff, I’ve found that there are more tales of adventure and derring-do, of love, hate, passion, war and peace, in this amazing book, than anything I can find on the fiction shelves. Anything that can be attributed to the human condition is there if you look, so it would be a great companion for me – plus there’s all kinds of wisdom to be had to survive almost anything life throws at you 🙂

  4. If you had to live on a deserted island for one year and you could only watch one film in that time (there happens to be a TV and DVD player on this island!), which film would you pack?

Hmmm, that’s a hard one, as I have so many films that I love. I guess it would have to be one of my favourite disaster and survival movies – probably The Day After Tomorrow, which I never tire of watching 🙂

  5. What’s your favourite meal to cook when you have a guest over for dinner?

I’m quite experimental with my cooking, and always love trying out new recipes on my family and friends – when I’m able to cook nowadays – but I guess the two menus I cook most often, as we all love them, are either Kedgeree, or my Indian food spread, probably with my homemade Profiteroles, or Tiramisu, for afters 🙂

  6. What’s your funniest childhood memory?

I think it’s got to be my baby sister’s Christening party – I’m 10 years older than her, so that must have been my age -and this was when we lived in London. Without a drop of booze in the house, we started the party quite soberly, and it ended up with half the street doing a conga in and out of everyone’s homes – while picking up the local Bobby into line as we went! 
I still remember how exhausted with laughter we all were when it was over 🙂

  7. What is the most challenging job (besides being a parent) you’ve ever had?

Hand’s down, it has got to be when I worked with my hubby, as we would be painting and decorating one week, gardening the next, and then laying miles of hedges, or felling dangerous trees, after that! It was all hard, physical graft, but we loved working together, and I got quite proficient with the chainsaw 🙂

  8. What was your favourite movie when you were a kid?

The first one that came to mind was Mary Poppins, as I found Dick Van Dyke very funny as a child, closely followed by Bedknobs and Broomsticks 🙂

  9. What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done?

I think it must have been the time when I arranged a lovely picnic for my, then future, husband and I. We sat on a small island with the river running all around us, and fed the ducks, and talked, and laughed, until the sun set – we still think back to that one particular time, as that’s when we told each other of our love.

  10. If you could have one extreme talent, what you want and why?

I’ve never even thought about this much really, so I’m not sure what I would choose – I dreamt of being a world-class singer as a child, and I’ve always wanted to write a book, but I can’t think of anything extreme that I might like. I guess I’ve read too many sci-fi stories, where people with extreme talents tend to have things go wrong! Lol

  11.What’s something about yourself that most people you know in real life don’t know about you? 

The only thing I can think of here, is the fact that, with my total love of books, I desperately wanted to be a librarian as a child – until I realised that I’d have to let people take my books out! No way would I let that happen! Lol

11 Things About Me:

  1. I can be very OCD about things that I do – they’ve got to be done in a certain way – as long as it’s my way!
  2. When I’m in the kitchen cooking, I can’t bear anybody else being there – if someone comes in, they’re quickly scooted out again.
  3. I’ve still got the terrible habit of biting my nails when I’m anxious – not something I do much now, but it’s a habit I haven’t managed to break.
  4. I never learned to ride a bike, due to inner ear problems as a child – and I’d really love to have one of the adult tricycles I’ve seen around – amazing things! Lol
  5. I can’t bear seeing a piece of writing where there are lots of spelling mistakes – I’ve just got to correct it, or it drives me nuts!
  6. My favourite toy as a child was a Gollywog my mum got by saving up coupons from her Robinsons Marmalade jars.
  7. I can’t bear the smell, or taste, of celery – if there’s celery in a recipe, I’ll always leave it out – putting leeks in it’s place!
  8. All of my books are not only in alphabetical order, but I’ve even put the authors in order, too.
  9. I can’t resist collecting ever more yarn, and crochet hooks, and patterns, even though I’ve got enough of them to last me a lifetime, there’s always something new, and prettier, coming out.
  10. I’m a chocoholic!
  11. I bought a second-hand sewing machine months ago, determined to re-learn how to use it, and haven’t touched it since :/

My 11 Nominees:

Lindsay @ Crochet d Lane

Candace CraftiCandi

Joy @ Food Diary of a Teacher

Doris @ Ideal Delusions

Martyn : Inside Martyns Mind

Lynnette @ ManicStitcher

Kari @ Miss Bloggypants

Mel @ My Diary of a Cat Owner

Jesselle @ Oh For Sweetness Sake

Hannelore @ Paper Beads Inspiration

Milly @ Millyanatrees

My 11 Nominees Questions:

  1. What was the very first thing you made in your chosen craft?
  2. What is your favourite TV show?
  3. Do you drink Tea, or Coffee – or something else – all day?
  4. Who is your favourite TV Chef?
  5. Where is your most favourite place to eat out?
  6. Have you got a bucket list, and if so, what’s at number 1?
  7. Do you have a favourite pet?
  8. If you had a choice from all over the world, where would you prefer to live?
  9. Do you play any sport and, if so, are you any good at it?
  10. Are you a morning person, or a night person?
  11. If you were stranded with a flat tyre, could you change it yourself?

       So there you are – all done!
       Now let’s see what answers come back 🙂


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Boomtown Arrivals . . .

RaggaRory was getting really excited now. Gabba Babba had told him that they were almost at the Boomtown Fair, and had dug into his little rucksack to sort out the things he would need to show he was a part of it. RaggaRory really admired Gabba, as he had been part of the Slamboree crew for some years, so was an old hand at festivals. He knew the best places to pitch the tent, the best bargains where getting food and drink were concerned – and he knew lots of the groups who played at the festivals!

RaggaRory only hoped that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself, like he had at the Secret Garden festival, and he was determined to be as good as possible, so Brex would continue taking him with her – after all, he knew she was going to America soon, with the UK Fireworks Collective, to show their Pyrotechnic skills. Brex had told him about last year’s trip, and he was eager than ever to go there.


Brex dancing in front of the Burning Man, 2012.

But first, he had all the excitement of Boomtown to look forward to!

Gabba handed him a ring of material, with the name Boomtown on it, and told him to put it on, so that the officials there would know he wasn’t a gatecrasher. RaggaRory wasn’t  quite sure how it should be worn, and so put it over his foot, as he figured everyone would see it then. He couldn’t understand why everyone was laughing, and looked at Gabba, who sat there, Slamboree sticker stuck to his head, and with his shoulders shaking with mirth.


Ragga wasn’t sure whether Gabba was laughing at him.

Brex leaned over, and gently patted Ragga’s foot, “Never mind, Ragga, you wear it whichever way you like.”

Ragga would have blushed if he could, but decided that he wasn’t going to let a little mistake like that upset him. After all, Brex had smiled so nicely at him when she spoke 🙂


RaggaRory shows off his Boomtown bracelet with pride 🙂

Feeling really happy again, RaggaRory, looked around, and saw that they were nearly at the gates to the Boomtown site, and he started looking madly around, trying to see everything he could. It seemed as though, in no time at all, Brex had set up their tent, snuggled in among those of all her friends, and RaggaRory was getting more and more excited. He wanted to see how many people had already set up around them, and so Brex lifted him up to have a look around.


RaggaRory was amazed at the sea of tents and vans surrounding them!

RaggaRory couldn’t believe how many tents and vans there were already – and this was days before the actual event would start! Brex told him that this was just the section for those taking part in the Festival, and that there were other sites for the public, when they arrived to enjoy the festival. RaggaRory couldn’t imagine how many people that would be – just the amount of people doing the entertainment alone seemed like a huge crowd to him. But, although he felt a bit nervous about that, he knew he had his friend Gabba Babba to guide him, and he was sure there would be others there to keep him company while Brex organised her part of the entertainments – both with Slamboree, and with the new group she had brought together, The Gutterstars Collective, whose début performance of Gul Deguu (Fire Sisters) would be performed at the weekend. RaggaRory loved the show that Brex had thought up, as he’d gone along to the rehearsals over the last few weeks, and he thought it would be pretty spectacular.

That night, RaggaRory settled down to sleep, full of excitement at what the rest of the week would bring and, as he fell asleep, he dreamed of Brex rising up into the air, just as he’d seen her do so often at rehearsals . . . .




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Ragga Rory Goes To Boomtown

I’m not sure whether it’s good for a small lion to be going hither and thither only a few weeks from birth but, apparently, when Brex told him she was headed to Boomtown to do a stint with Slamboree, and then make her maiden performance with her own group, The Gutterstars Collective, Ragga Rory told her that, if she didn’t take him, he would hitch-hike by himself, until he got there, too!

Brex wasn’t too pleased at having such a young lion threaten to go out into the world on his own, so she told him he could come – provided he didn’t misbehave the way he had at the previous festival!

Ragga Rory had the grace to look slightly ashamed at that, though Brex still wasn’t sure whether he also had a guilty look, either. After all, she hadn’t heard yet whether Australian piggy had been seen since 😦

But, after promising to be as well behaved as he could be, Brex took Ragga Rory along with her. She was going to Boomtown early, as her group had to rehearse on the stage where they were doing their maiden gig, as they’d been rehearsing in all sorts of warehouses, or places where they could use fire. So Brex and Ragga Rory set off to join the rest of her crew, and her Slamboree pals.

Brex had warned Ragga Rory that she was going to be particularly busy over the next few days as, rehearsing with two separate crews, with one of them her total responsibility, wasn’t going to be easy for her. But Ragga Rory promised he would behave himself, and stay in their tent being a good little lion.

On the journey to Boomtown, Ragga Rory had been really pleased to make a new friend – a chimp called Gabba Babba – who kept him entertained throughout the journey with all his tales of the festivals he had already been to.


Ragga Rory really enjoyed the tales, and hoped that he could behave himself this time, so that Brex would keep taking him with her wherever she went. Gabba Babba was really up on all the latest music, so he spent a lot of his time while they travelled, bringing Ragga Rory up to date, though Gabba Babba found that Ragga Rory was a little tone deaf – but he figured it wouldn’t notice with all the crowds that would be at the festival.

After a while on the journey, Gabba Babba felt tired, and went to sleep, so Ragga Rory asked if he could come forward, so he had a better view of the countryside around them as they travelled.

Much to his horror, everyone insisted that he wear a sun hat, as the sun was quite strong at the front of the van, so Ragga Rory reluctantly put on the strange garment they came up with.


He wasn’t sure why there were so many muffled giggles, and got a bit upset that nobody would share whatever joke was going around but, very soon, all the road signs indicated that they were nearly there at Boomtown, so Ragga Rory forgot everything else, and looked forward to whatever was going to happen in the week ahead . . .

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August 11, 2013 · 4:24 pm