Walked to Burry Port with Stu and Ann Marie. Went through the hills and fields via Carmel chapel way. Where we pick magic mushies. Haven't been to Burry Port in a while. Went to see our father. He's always 'father' to us, not dad or anything. Its a very cold family on my fathers side. They preach Christian goodness but never actually practice it. That would be too hard.
I have started to eat meat again. Chicken drumsticks broke me in mam's house. (Our gran). I was being a hypocrite because I wear leather anyway. In fact nobody can claim to not ever using products that don't affect animals in some way or other.
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