There is nothing as invigorating as winter walk in the woods. I convinced the young ones that we needed to go and have a wander around the Doburg. It is an archaeological interest site. I had been once nearly twenty years ago and had always wanted to go back and have another look. I somehow managed to convince them that I knew where I was going, I didn't. which is how we ended on a cliff edge with me confidently saying this was the path that I had taken the last time. We ended up sliding down the sandy cliff on our bottoms, some of us more successfully than others.
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