Except it so utterly wasn’t.
It was full of pictures of the Eden Project where I’d been for four amazing days as a participant on the Big Lunch Extras course for people who do astounding stuff in their communities (and they let me in too).
It was full of coastal paths, deserted beaches and an abandoned quarry that I’d explored alone, daring myself to stay an extra day and enjoy a bit of freedom far from home.
Hell, it even had conclusive proof that fairies existed.
Then I got tired and carelessly pulled the whole thing out of the dark bag with the backing paper.
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