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When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli 1915

When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

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When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli

When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli 1915

When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli 1915

When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli 1915

When lightning strikes

I’ve always had something of a fascination with lightning storms. One of my earliest memories is straining to look out of the window in the spare bedroom, trying to see the lightning and counting the time between the bolts and… 156 more words

Gallipoli 1915