10 December 2013 10:34
I never really appreciated the beauty of my town before I turned thirteen. The glorious hills of Rivington Pike in the winter, glazed perfectly in pure, white snow. The great summer sun, parading the exquisiteness of the pale stones that form our beloved Town Hall. The trees within Queens Park sporting elegant pinky-white petals throughout spring, and orangey-brown leaves in my favourite season of autumn.
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