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When it stopped raining and the sun came out and we wandered along the canals. I was arm in arm with Jonny.

The first Be Real notification.

Talking about granddad’s at dinner, with blankets and heat lamps, outside the restaurant.

Playing with Fred.

Seeing Fred and Dad playing quiet games together.

Fred was wearing the dinosaur trousers I made him.