"I’d sit cross-legged in the box, filtering the sand over and over again through an old spaghetti strainer, getting rid of the sticks and leaves that had fallen, until it was almost as fine as right after he poured the sand from the bag. That was perfect sand."
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
London fun - Part 3
London fun - Part 2
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