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Wet, wet, wet …….

Where are we – Joe Cocker and I – the Lakes, Scotland, the peat bogs of Ireland? No – our morning walk in the New Forest. The ground is so saturated now that the landscape has changed ……………. how can a boy keep his paws clean!

Endless plains of water ………..

And bogs …………..

But a solitary little daisy is putting on a brave face ……….. roll on those lazy, hazy days of summer ……….

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