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Summer at our cell in Spalding, Lincolnshire. Summer in the flood lands and the fens of the Isle of Ely, near Cambridge. The sun shone through the reeds to greet another day, the river Glen looked calm and quite normal for this time of year as it flowed towards joining the river Welland, the reeds were rustling and swaying in the wind. It was a beautiful day, one on which you could only feel glad to be alive. My thoughts were, however, elsewhe...

Summer at our cell in Spalding, Lincolnshire. Summer in the flood lands and the fens of the Isle of Ely, near Cambridge. The sun shone through the reeds to greet another day, the river Glen looked calm and quite normal for this time of year as it flowed towards joining the river Welland, the reeds were rustling and swaying in the wind. It was a beautiful day, one on which you could only feel glad to be alive. My thoughts were, however, elsewhe...

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