A little something about sleep troubles…
Continue ReadingJust a relaxing day.
Continue ReadingThe sound of rain of the roof.
Continue ReadingMy First Born who’s gone to sleep with the Angels.
Continue ReadingIt has known war but is a place of peace on a busy, noisy, polluted harbour. Children play happily, men and women relax in boats and fishermen take trippers out to sea.
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