A Bucket and Spade and a Hand-Grenade
September 26th 2009 As we began our descent from 30000ft I was entirely oblivious to the air-crew’s requests to stow our tray-tables, return our seats to the upright position and fasten our seatbelts as I was entirely rapt by the stunning views laid out for before me from my window-seat. A vast glistening blue lake was encircled by endless emerald green fields, themselves sparkling with the waters sustaining the r
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