A Recount of Visiting Old Peakster (1084 words, 2 pages)
Old Peakster hill sat ruggedly between two cliff faces, directly facing Wilmots new town and just bulging out behind the 18th century Old village. Rain, hail or shine it sat proudly, promptly minding its own business like a gratified child with a new toy. Nothing disturbed it, nothing bothered it. ...
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