The rolling dark green hills, signifying the latest summer rain, were home to a random collection of brilliant wildflowers whose sweet fragrance floated towards the glistening lake. As our car came to a halt beside a grey stone castle, I yearned to be released from the prison of the back seat and to begin exploring the countryside I had craved for so long. My somewhat short sighted eyes scrutinized the surroundings and explored all of my favourite places which remained as beautifully intoxicating as they were sixty years ago. I can still remember vividly the many summers that I spent here developing and exercising my ingenuous imagination.
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I climbed from the confinement of the sulky and trembled with excitement as I assured my parents I would return before tea time. I followed the thin gravel path that surrounded Wray Castle and made my way around to the back in order to find the one thing I had missed the most during the cold dull winter. There, sitting in......
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