With an uncanny sense of symmetry the holidays end as they began: peering out through the bedroom curtains at 5 a.m. I see that snow has fallen. Again.
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Listen to the Paris concert I-VIII.
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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