A truly fascinating blog about Cwmorthin past and present.
TODAY is a day for rolling mossy boulders that have settled in the valleys of the mind and liberating old memories. Strange things memories – we’ve been down this road before. They twist, they mutate, they tell lies. Today I’ve unearthed a new variety – the memories you didn’t think you possessed; they have faded completely from the conscious mind. But when one of those mossy boulders is rolled away, they float from the ground like pale ghosts . . .
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Olivia Abbott 