Families are strange. For some people they are merely an accident of birth, and mean little. For others they are the nucleus of their existence. With travel being what it is today, and the requirement to go to where the work is, families can become stretched into a global diaspora.
The Silver Vixen’s family are geographically less dispersed than that of the Gorse Fox – and are good at maintaining some contact. So it is that today 30 or more of us will be meeting up for an (almost) annual get-together.
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