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Ma has itchy feet again and it can't be cured with athlete's foot cream!
I was speaking to Ma yesterday and she said that she wished we were going somewhere.
'Where, exactly?' I asked her.
'Oh anywhere , where they make your bed*, give you breakfast....somewhere where the sun sparkles on the water'
'Right' I said 'I'll book you for a week in the Altham Rest Home'
oh no, that wasn't quite what she meant.
I told her that we had only just got back from one jaunt...but it didn't make any difference...she said she wanted to go again...and then as a rider, she said
'You know, my time may be running out.....all the sand is at the bottom'
Cryptic or what?
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