Rainbow’s gold

"It's just after nine", said the clock on the wall. "It's off we go; tally-ho - hi-ho", sang Mrs Nutter, to herself, mostly. "Where to?", said I, with great patience, humility and forbearance; fearful of the second verse. "To see the Golden Pipit, of course - don't be daft!", finished the ebullient Mrs Nutter.  "The bird in KZN over the hills & hills & hills and very far far away?", said I with knitted ...

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