And their slow demise … Postcards were always part of a holiday when I was growing up. As children, we chose them from stands outside village grocery or rural Post Office shops. I would choose Scottish lochs or fishing boats for Granny and aunties or maybe a West Highland brown cow with amazingly curly long […]
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