The thing about memories is that they set off a train of thoughts that race through the mind; like those 'painted stations' that 'whistle by' in Stevenson's much-loved poem 'From a Railway Carriage'. Just one post about my summer holidays and it's like 'Yesterday Once More' in my mind. So, here's another snippet from those … Continue reading Of Monkeys at the Mission
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