Yesterday evening I took a wander down memory lane as I needed to visit Coanwood on some Parish Council business for Mr Glis. Once I’d finished, I took a walk along the South Tyne Trail and through Featherstone Castle parkland, places where we’d spent many happy hours during Miss Glis’ country childhood. Little had changed, apart from some river erosion close to the former Prisoner Of War camp. It was lovely to meander along, fondly remembering that chapter of our lives. But, as moving away had allowed us to create other joyful memories, I set off home feeling very blessed
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