Wordsworthian Pilgrimage
May 4th 2007 In the morning, we had writing class and packed our lunches for our Wordsworthian pilgrimage. But first we stopped by this little shop outside the graveyard that sells the most amazing gingerbread—it’s like nothing you’ll ever taste anywhere else. If any of the stash I bought makes it back to the US, you might be able to get me to part with some of it. Might. And I couldn’t resist a trip
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