Roscoe's Christmas gift 2018

The Last Day of the Year

Way-aye, Roscoe here. It's the last day of the year, Mam reckons.  She also says she doesn't really know what day it is, although she did manage to turn up on the right day for her golf and to collect Uncle James, who's staying at the moment. I reckon I saw Uncle James last year, …

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T is for Timothy

Timothy is a type of grass.  There was a picture of it when I did G for Grass.  It has a head that's like a furry tail.  It grows in meadows and all sorts of places. It grows sometimes in mummy's garden and that isn't a meadow.  The leaves and stalk are nice as well …

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