So where have the photos gone...? Here goes again...!
Please hold my dear GD in your heart for a few days.
Are we repeating the "great depression" of the 1920's?
Programme on ADHD this evening
Early reading v continental custom - teachers’ thoughts sought
(hugs) a plenty
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The portrait of Smokey the cat had reached the stage where I was due to start painting. Out of the blue, so to speak, a photo fell from a book I was browsing through. It was of a cat called Smokie. A cat whose portrait I completed yonks ago. Somehow, that cat's photo had made it's way into the new Smokie folder. Had I not checked with the lady in the village, I would now be starting a painting of the wrong Smokie...
. Back to the drawing board.