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Tuesday 11th August 2009
Nicky Nook
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This seems like such a long time ago. We're over in Scorton somewhere. I wonder if that's classed as the Forest (or Trough?!) of Bowland? Anyway, that penultimate picture freaks me out a bit. It's almost as if A****** has just pushed R****** over and R******'s looking up at me, pleading, "Daddy, aren't you going to save me from this brute?" and there's A******, about to go in for the kill. Of course, the reality is, erm, very, very far from that . . .
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