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Brilliant. When my sons were little we took them up to Haytor on Dartmoor to go tobboganing, the youngest wanted to have a go on his own he was about 2 yrs old so I said to his dad wait till I get to the bottom so I can catch him, next minuet he comes flying past me so I ran after him shouting for him to put his feet down he was heading toward the road, someone managed to grab him by his snowsuit. I laugh now and wish we had it on film cos it was so funny but at the time I could see him going across the road. Dad got into trouble for letting go too soon.Gardening ..... begins with daybreak
and ends with backache
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