Sunday, July 23, 2006

 

151/365 Gary

My sweet-natured nephew, the boy with the broadest, beam-iest smile you could see. He turns up to offer a “welcome” kiss (and ducks back to the game or TV programme he’d interrupted), when I visit. But if he has a joke to share, then the kitchen’s his stage.

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