THE SMALL THINGS
A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.
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childhood
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Thursday, 10 September 2015
Where the heart is; or, the friendly ghosts.
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When I was two and a half years old, I fell head over ears in love with a gentleman called Eddie Harty. He had just won the Grand National o...
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