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Winter escapades.

Setting off that morning, my heart was a little low along with my energy. I had just battled my way up the now infamous Park Road, an ordinary hill at any other time of day other than first thing. My automatic response at reaching the top saw me t...

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Buttermilk skies.

Time passes so quickly that differentiating one week from the next becomes a blur. Since I last sat down to write, I have had two different trips to two different hospital departments. A more enjoyable trip was to Bristol attending an ‘invitation ...