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Balderdash and Claptrap

The landing

The landing on the main stairs


The landing. That and the giant planter on the patio is where we were herded for photographs. 

Anyway I remember this picture because later that day I waas in very hot water for losing the brooch I was wearing. Mum looks uber-glamorous as usual and little teenies are more interested in the big mirror. Bless.


Author: parakitamol

Irrelevant. Not a lover or a fighter. I run with scissors. Boil me the bag but thaw before freezing. Last fuel for 134 miles. Liar. Sometimes funny. I don't suffer fools. My words are for my amusement. If you read them great, if you enjoy them, even better..... If you don't like them at all... then you've made my life complete.

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