The Backyard of Grandma and Grandpa
The garden was usual enough; it had a table, bikes, happy people, warmth and even a pond. Dad’s side of the family, mum’s side, freinds and I did what a family does- scoffing down food like we hadn’t eaten for months, chartering and talking refilling five years, resting like a sloth in a tree, making fotos life never before,
Having the time of a lifetime.
By Brendan Pol
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