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Two years since I left Fiji, 20 months since arriving in Katanning.

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About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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  1. Alan says:

    I wish I could wholeheartedly say so Dave. It has its moments. I need to put the black dog down permanently.

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  2. dayvebutler says:

    And life just keeps getting better…?

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