We drove up to the top of the Port Hills, to Sugar Loaf. There was no sugar there, only sheep, tussock, and a sharp wind. After tea, I had a quick walk around, smelled the most incredible smells, and hurried back into the car. I wanted to play with the little sheep there, but was told firmly that was out of the question.
Monday
Goin' for Fish n Chips
We drove up to the top of the Port Hills, to Sugar Loaf. There was no sugar there, only sheep, tussock, and a sharp wind. After tea, I had a quick walk around, smelled the most incredible smells, and hurried back into the car. I wanted to play with the little sheep there, but was told firmly that was out of the question.
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