We met well wrapped up on a cold and frosty Sunday morning, ice on the puddles, white frost on the grass, the air was still and damp and our breath came out like clouds. On the bare branches  of the…
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It was a special evening as we gathered round the Quaker table to share our haggis, neeps and tatties. For the first time in a long while, Tony, Frances and Charlotte were all present and we were delighted to welcome…
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