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Aug 2020
One hundred buckets of soaked sand he dug up from the beach.. and by the time he’d finished the top it was much too tall to reach..Toby’s sandcastle stood majestic and Oh was so very grand..as people stood around watching him building it by hand

Toby modelled his citadel from the castle on the shore and on it’s final completion his little fingers were getting sore.. with his pitting and patting gelling all the sides together.. his taller brother stuck a flag on the very top of it..he used a feather.. “Wow what a creation”!! passerby’s  stood in awe.. it was worth all his hassle.. Toby’s sandcastle on the shore
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Jill Tait
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