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November 2009 
What do you remember of your childhood home?
Posted on Feb 21st, 2008
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Shameslaya
Shameslaya
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for February 21, 2008:
The underneath of the desk in my fathers study where I hid from what was going on.
I was trying to think of something witty but I just couldn't today, when I saw the question. There are other memories, much fonder, but this was the first to spring to mind.
Anyway, things are happier, much happier for me now. Jonn xx
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I am feeling you. And I'm happy to know that you are happier now also. Friend Sherri
sorry about the hiding, but very happy that things have improved so much. your friend,
nicole
I am so glad you came out from under the desk my friend!
So glad you came out from hiding too, Jon! We're lucky to have your presence here! :)
….had expected that you would come out with your vivid childhood collection of memories full of pranks, adventures, unbelievable escapades and so on…….but your post ,one of your shortest in the recent past, came as a damp squib !…nevertheless dear Jon , glad to note that the things are much happier for you now………..Blessings !!!
Thank you folks…my drekking phoneline is drekking down a-drekking-gain so I am seriously drekking drekked off which may account for the spontaneousl resurgfacing of this blog-of-a-bitter-memory….time limited in the library right now…thank you all…Jon xx
frak the frakin' fone… lol
I hid under the dining room table alongside all the dried pieces of liver I had slipped into gaps there. I swear I saw you there a few times.