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"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes". Michael Proust
 
The greeting used to a be “Uncle Andy, Uncle Andy”, no more no less.
Now “Uncle Andy, where’s DM?”, then they run, and play and chase sticks and then sit down quietly happy with each others prescence and think about all of  that as they lie down at night to sleep.
 

When did I stop playing……?