Kenya, Safari
April 9th 2018 Rites of passage. I remember mine, what a fabulous day. 16 years old, clutching my exam results. We left school and went to a shabby pub in Heywood. I wore a cream cheese cloth shirt and brown corduroy Oxford bags, we played pool and stood at the bar having a pint. That was the moment I stopped being a lad and became one of ‘the lads’. I passed the test.
Daniel and Jackson told me their co
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