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| The proud owner of a Blue Peter badge. |
It seems to me that they appreciate the time and effort it takes to put pen to paper and send something by post rather than just an email. Anyway, M was very happy, as she was very proud of her poem and quite upset when she received the original email, and I was chuffed to bits for her. This is the poem and photo she sent.
I have a dog
He is a toy
But he is real to me
He likes to sit on a log
And when I see him doing it
It gives me joy
He surely cannot be a toy
Granny arrived this afternoon, bringing with her various pull-outs from their newspapers, so we all had a go at the Children's literary puzzle crossword in one of them and between the four of us did pretty well. Then while I cooked, Granny and the girls played a couple of games of Happy Families, with the lovely (although understandably rather tatty) pack of cards that she had played with when was their age.

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