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To laugh. . .
To grieve. . .
To dance. . .
To laugh. . .
To grieve. . .
To dance. . .
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It was during a late summer hike through the
woods near our home in Weybridge, England,
when I first thought of writing this book about my
father. There was a gentle rain falling, not much
more than a fine mist really, and my father and I
were wearing our wellies (our rubber Wellington
boots). You could smell the sweet, deep rich
earth infused by the rain as we walked along. A
pair of tiny robins were happily splashing away in
a puddle just a few feet from us, chirping merrily
as they bathed. I was just twelve years old, and
loved those adventures with Dad, and always
looked forward to our times together like this,
looking for excitement wherever it might be
found. Before the day was over, the genesis of
the book had been formed in my thoughts, and I
knew that it was only a matter of time before pen
was put to paper.
woods near our home in Weybridge, England,
when I first thought of writing this book about my
father. There was a gentle rain falling, not much
more than a fine mist really, and my father and I
were wearing our wellies (our rubber Wellington
boots). You could smell the sweet, deep rich
earth infused by the rain as we walked along. A
pair of tiny robins were happily splashing away in
a puddle just a few feet from us, chirping merrily
as they bathed. I was just twelve years old, and
loved those adventures with Dad, and always
looked forward to our times together like this,
looking for excitement wherever it might be
found. Before the day was over, the genesis of
the book had been formed in my thoughts, and I
knew that it was only a matter of time before pen
was put to paper.
A Note from the Author. . .
Never Hold Discussions With The Monkey:
| Life According To Dad |