Lucy Dawson

My Dad was a complicated man. With simple tastes. Or rather bland ones. Here's a tale of banned bulbs, funerals and my arrival at a fiesta of flavours

I'm back on Blue Sky, determined to spread to the word to one and all. Please jump over to my substack and read or listen to today's offering... Dad's Dinner.

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I was there.

29.11.2024 16:23 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

It’s quiet in here. Isn’t it?

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I confess that it’s not a tune I have revisited much.

26.11.2024 22:18 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Lovely to finally arrive

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Hi there Mark 😀

22.11.2024 23:09 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Hi there! It’s so nice to see a place where people are welcoming!

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I arrived! Now to find my friends!

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