Long hot days. Hazy memories of picnics in the sun and staying out it just a t-shirt till it’s dark.
Well, at least that’s how I remember my childhood.
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if only life were that simple
Long hot days. Hazy memories of picnics in the sun and staying out it just a t-shirt till it’s dark.
Well, at least that’s how I remember my childhood.
Continue reading ‘Knockhatch Adventure Park – whatever the weather’