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I will never go back to....
I was listening to 'Just a Minute' on the online Radio 4 (Very funny panel game. been running for around 50 years, if memory serves) You can listen to it here - https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b006s5dp
The panellists - for those of you who don't already know, have to attempt to speak for a whole minute on the given subject without repeating any words, hesitating or deviating from the subject.
The other panellists can buzz when they feel a rule has been broken, and if correct in their challenge, they can take over the subject for the remainder of the minute.
Recently, the subject was "I can never go back" and I knew instantly the place I can never go back to. This place, the garden of the Dairy House in the village of Loose in Kent.
As you can see, it's a lovely place. The most welcoming, relaxing, peaceful place I have ever known. It was created over several decades by my mother-in-law, Molly Proctor.
But she's nine years gone now, and whoever owns the house and garden now will have changed them beyond all recognition.
Molly was it's creator and it's heart and I loved her very much.
I can never go back, because it would break my heart.