Mr 16 has returned safely from Cadet Camp. I wasn't sure what condition to expect him in. I kept imagining him 'out there' without a tent in the cold, windy night. Would he return sick, broken, battered, bullied, burnt? He came back healthy, a few blisters, chatty and hyped. Now he's showered, well fed and the washing machine is humming happily. So am I.
Borrow for the holidays – new non-fiction
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