I suppose after the time we’ve been together, 35 years man and boy, we do things together naturally. We share everything, the last Rolo, when its heavy lifting Sandie does her share, just like yesterday, offloading one whole bale of straw, both of us at it sharing the load. the same is when we take the rubbish to the top of the track onto the road.
Everything, but everything is a shared load, a shared experience, with shared pain and torment and of course shared pleasure in living here and being part of the countryside; Merryhall is a metaphor for life really.
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