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257. Going on a swing

When I was little I would love swinging until I almost made myself sick most days at the local park. I loved the feeling in my tummy when I went a bit too high.


Mum, Dad and I went for a walk today and Dad helped me relive my childhood by pushing me on the swing. It's a lot scarier as an adult! Or maybe I was just too full of Christmas food.


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