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A Tale of Old Mistress Winter, Part II
MANY thanks to those of you who read and made such kind comments on my 2016 Christmas story, A Tale of Old Mistress Winter. I do indeed, as some of you suggested, hope to publish it ‘properly’ in some shape … Continue reading →
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Tagged Father Christmas, flying, Ice Ages, Mistress Winter, Mother Nature, presents, reindeer, snowflakes, stars, Tierra del Fuego, Time
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 