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December 30, 2020


juliet brown

I totally know how it is, Christmas/New Year slid past us too. Quite frankly I think it is no bad thing to have a bit of driftage. I absolutely adored Arthur Ransome and still think his writing is an absolute delight, and I am rather excited that when we move to Carlisle sometime (we are in lockdown so who knows how that changes things), we will be in the Lake District and nearer Coniston Water where it is based - exciting huh???

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