Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

Serious work, den building. ' I'm not going to smile because you might be a wild animal and I need to scare you.' I don't think I look THAT scary (extra).

We were sad to be on our last run through the forest this evening. It's been an outstanding week with our favourite eight year old. I keep reminding myself that at his age I still lived on the island of Eigg and had that marvellous freedom we've had here, just running out of the back door and straight into an adventure. We moved to a city when I was almost nine and I've been homesick ever since.

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