Airshow
I’ll never forget the time my father took me to my first airshow. I thought it would be at our local airport, but my father explained, as we packed the boot with folding chairs and a...
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Time for a Tear
When you were born Belinda, my world ended. ‘Say Da, Da.’ Belinda gurgled up a smile, her eyes twinkled and her small hands playfully reached up to my grinning face. A face of...
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