Blog ≫ 2015 ≫ Crackle Flash

Number one son wrote a poem for school:

Look at the park, fireworks dance in the dark Bonfires are good looking, hot dogs are smelly when cooking Bash fireworks zoom, rockets crash kaboom Boom spit crackle, yummy toffee apple

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Paul Clarkeʼs weblog - I live in Hythe in the deep South. Married + father to two, I am a full-stack web engineer, + I do javascript / Node, some ruby, other languages ect ect. I like pubbing, running, eating, home-automation and other diy stuff, history, family tree stuff, TV, squirrels, pirates, lego, and TIME TRAVEL.