Kieran and I are all packed and ready for our trip away for half term.
He had his harvest festival today, it is always great to see as I was diagnosed in the November 4 years ago and Harvest festival along with Christmas is a landmark event.
He read out a wonderful poem he wrote,
Tractors and Combines by Kieran Brewer.
Tractors are slow,
Combines like to mow,
They're always on the go,
Combines are nasty,
You could end up a pasty,
You'll be very tasty.
Tractors are big,
They can't get a pig,
They'll have enough time to dig.
They're both so fat,
Be careful or splat,
All you'll have left is your hat.
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