Dirty Wicker

By nicola

Happy memories

A very tiring day at work simply dissolved when my oldest friend Emma arrived on my doorstep with these - remember them?

It prompted much reminiscing about boys, school and the time I asked without irony how much a 10p mixture costs. And great memories of climbing trees, warring with the kids next door and walking to school with my wee brother.

Thanks Emma x

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