Chapter 24: The Tools You Use, and Tea with Jam and Bread by Anne Rogers

It took me years to realise I wasn’t really supposed to be singing ‘Dougha dear’ and ‘Raya drip of sun’. But even though I’d rather skewed the lines, I did love to belt them out from my stage atop the footstool to any willing audience. I was probably nine years old at the time…

To be continued

Anne is part of the ‘wonder-team’ at Instant Apostle who are helping bring this book to life- Thanks Anne!

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