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Wasn’t sure if you had realized🤣I mean how many Jo’s can there be 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

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Yes exactly… the girls would all love too, you sit in a spot and literally every pebble you see is a work of art.. one of my favourite places and marvellous sand dunes too! Xx

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It sounds wonderful! 🩵

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Btw… it’s Jo, Christine’s sister☺️just in case you weren’t sure!!!!!

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Oooh, thank you for unmasking! Lovely to see you here. x

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Lovely words as always, if you ever get a chance visit freshwater east in Pembrokeshire, the most incredible pebbles, every one tells a different story! Also the location of Dobby’s grave if any one is a HP fan! Xxxx

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Thank you, Jo. Mental note for visits west to come! (I've just Googled a picture of the pebble offerings and it looks like there are all the colours of the rainbow!)

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Pure loveliness. I read this last night and it was like having a Sunday night bath, but with words. (Too weird?)

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Happy to have cleansed! :) Sunday-night baths are the best! Thanks Claire. x

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I love the stories held in objects and dents and discolouring x

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It's where all the stories dwell... thanks Beth. x

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Wonderful words, once again, Matt!

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Thanks so much, Mark. Much appreciated.

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My mother would throw a pebble at me, just for fun.

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I'm sorry to read this, A. I hope not all of them landed on their target!

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Errrrr, thanks.

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Very lovely Matt.

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Thanks, Andrew.

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