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Mr Reel-Fogg came home exhausted after a hard day of talking. Those green leather benches were so confoundedly uncomfortable and one could never recline in peace.
After a brief attempt to assist Mrs. Reel-Fogg to achieve her ambition of having twelve children he fell into a deep sleep.
Around one thirty in the morning there was a confounded noise outside. He sent Mrs. Reel-Fogg to investigat...
Sunday 10th November 2019 9:53 am
It was only ever fiction...
"It was only ever fiction..."
Growing up I was a lonely child, never quite fit in anywhere.
But I can remember it clearly, the day I found the solution.
The fix? BOOKS
They saved me then and continue to do so now.
Thanks to them I have visited distant worlds, gone on epic journeys and have made so many great friends.
And although they may seem to be only ever fiction, Books have ...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 4:57 am
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