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The great melancholic happiness of waking up on a Saturday morning to the sound of rain falling on the iron (and other family favourites)
April 7, 2017 in Collage Nation | Tags: (every day is like Sunday), autumn, autumn in New South Wales, Corrugated iron, Goulburn, melancholia, Saturday morning | Leave a comment
Under the counter or a flutter in the dovecote 