talking of dogs reminded me dad kept greyhounds. they came over on the boat from ireland.
garden at home is massive, i call it home cos i never really left, we were so close.
great big shed and pen for dogs.
I loved the shed cos when we had no dog it was mine.
some weeks it was a school, theatre, house done out with carpet n curtains.
In dark nights we,d (me n my cuz) would pop up to the petrol station at the top of the road and have a can filled with parrafin for the hurricane lamp. lit the whole garden up. great fun.
we charged the other kids 2p to get in. made a small fortune.
that wouldnt be allowed now. health n safety. parrafin lamps.
keith urban, somebody like you.
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