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It was cold and blustery, but we needed to get out for a walk, so White Horse Hill ( a family favourite ) called. When I was studying, I remember it was a thing to see how many people you … Continue reading
© 2015 Dad. All rights reserved.
We walked from White Horse Hill over to the odd mound called Wayland’s Smithy. I have been here lots, but its a first for Worrybomb and her Big Sister A who came with us. After the walk, Worrybomb and I … Continue reading