My brother shouted down from the roof of the shed. “Chuck the drainpipe up to me.” We’d devised a game where he’d throw a marble (or some kind of ball, the memories are sketchy) through a piece of drainpipe from the top of the roof and I’d stand on the ground and try and catchContinue reading “A year in moments #1 – the drainpipe and the eyebrow”
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