When I was about 16, we sailed the boat from Australia back to New Zealand. On this one trip, my Grandma decided to join us. She flew down, and we soon jumped on to cross the Tasman. Now this trip was pretty rough. Soon after we left the harbour, Grandma went below to lie down…...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
