Never one to make it to the cinema I often feel I have missed out. In the past when we regularly went to the Lakes for a holiday we were also members of the local library, where we would descend on the first day and pick up our entertainment for the week – books for the children (as they were then) and a few DVDs for the grown-ups to watch, with a bottle of wine, cuddled up on the sofa, after they’d gone to bed.
Doesn’t take much to make me happy. Continue reading “Catching up on the past”
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