I really thought this angel was making a revolutionary fist, which I thought was especially daring for the village of Firle. Then I noticed the index finger had snapped off. Ah well, my kids decided that some guerrilla warfare was appropriate nonetheless (not on the graves I hasten to add and very sotto voce).
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I just received your card this morning. Je buvais mon jus d'abricot au café avec une amie quand mon père me l'a apportée. Voilà, my juice got all salty.. :( Missing my litlle guerilleros and you of course! xx
Ah c'est bien tout ca. grosses bises.
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