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BRADY IS SIX YEARS OLD. SEVEN THIS COMING SPRING.
ZACHARY WON BECAUSE OF THE SCALED PERSPECTIVE OF THE SHEEP.
I TRIED TO PAINT THESE GIRLS BUT I COULDN'T. THE POSTURE WAS TOO STRANGE IT ONLY WORKS IN A PHOTOGRAPH.
SOFIA CAME TO LONDON FOR EIGHT DAYS, MISSED HER PLANE AND STAYED FOR NINE.
THAT NIGHT ULLA MADE A SALAD.
ONE BED OF MIXED GREENS
ONE SMALL BAG OF SUGAR SNAP PEAS:SMALL ROWS, ENOUGH TO COVER BED
SPREAD HALF A CUP OF PESTO MADE FROM
TWO HANDFULLS OF BASIL
ONE LEMON:JUICED
LOTS OF OLIVE OIL
PINCH OF SALT
WE WERE LYING IN BED THE OTHER NIGHT TRYING TO FALL ASLEEP, BUT ZACHARY GOT UP BECAUSE OF THE LIGHTNING. I TOLD HIM HOW LIGHTNING HAPPENS WHEN TWO CLOUDS HIT EACH OTHER AT NIGHT AND THAT THE STORM WAS SO FAR AWAY BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T HEAR THE THUNDER. HE SAID 'LIGHTNING IS LIKE NATURES FIREWORKS'.
THERE WAS AN UNEXPECTED MONSOON. MY FOOTAGE GOT ON 9NEWS. AND THEN WE GOT A PHONE CALL ABOUT IT.
THIS IS LIKE THE CHILDREN OF NARNIA. OR HANSEL AND GRETEL. OR OXFORD CHILDREN.