think its cos its summat we did when kids.. picnic "down the fields" as we would call it,
theres streams and ponds that freeze over in winter too, we would skate over them,
and a wood its called "bluebell wood"....lovely and peaceful inside .carpets of bluebells
no ones allowed to pick them, protected... i have some in my garden... !
can,t breathe again......i,m sure this is becoming the quickest way to insanity.
memories... that made me laugh which is very spooky so im behaving.
if not theyll be carting me off.......