This morning I walked along Christchurch Road to New Milton to meet friend Alison at the railway station. Jackie collected us from there, took us to Old Post House, and returned our guest later.This road winds and undulates but is still busy enough to sound like a formula one racing circuit on telly. Much skipping … Continue reading The Nursery Field
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