Thinking the Unthinkable 

Thinking the Unthinkable 

It’s not something we want to think about, but what will happen to Tink if we’re no longer around?

More guilt!

I still can’t get my head around the fact that Tink is now ‘disabled’. It’s just bizarre. I watch her running around the garden half naked, climbing up her slide and down the steps, jumping like a mad thing on

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