Hope I`ve spelt your name correctly.I can believe that.Some parts of my country are just strewn with blocks of high rise flats.Each time I gaze at these concrete monstrosities I wonder about the folk who live there and how they manage to see greenery.I feel so very sad for them...but not in a condescending way.They are maybe very happy living there....but it always makes me count my blessings that each way I look there are trees,and fields and meadows.Some folk move to the countryside and then moan about the cockerels crowing at an unearthly hour,or the smells from the pigfarm???? uh? What is THAT all about.Guess there`s no pleasing some people.I`m quite happy to stride about in wellies and sniff the cowdung [I do n`t mean I get my face down to it !!!!] At least it proves PD hasn`t taken my olfactory senses yet..lol Hope you are keeping well.Lovely to hear from you.

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