This was Malcolm the Saturday before we left .......
........ sitting with an icepack on his poor sore finger
What happened? He somehow managed to catch it when he was shutting the garden gate
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This was Malcolm the Saturday before we left .......
........ sitting with an icepack on his poor sore finger
What happened? He somehow managed to catch it when he was shutting the garden gate