When I was little I used to go to a nursery. There was a big garden with a plastic swing at the back. Before an after school every day I'd run to the swing ( and get moaned at by the other children for "hogging the swing!") I loved the swing, I could fly and join the birds, I'd race the clouds and see if I could get my feet above the chimney. When I got chucked off (haha) I'd go in the wendy house an clean the dead leaves off the plastic oven, pick daisies or climb up the rope onto the tree, but it wasn't half as much fun x
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