Greater love hath no father…

I LAST went to a performance of The Singing Kettle in 1995 when son number one was three. I’m here again and I’m enjoying it every bit as much as I did 13 years ago.

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2 responses to “Greater love hath no father…

  1. Jim Baxter

    That bad eh?

  2. Lucky you. I had to go twice a year for about 7 years. Thankfully she has grown out of it now. The worst is having to buy the cds and play them in the car. And truly the absolute worst is finding yourself singing along to the Wee Kirkcudbright Centipede in the car and it slowly dawning on you that you are on your own………

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