The Cwtch
By 
Jeff Lucas2022-11-25T17:44:00
It is one of my earliest childhood memories. I am probably not more than two or three and there is music playing on the radio. Suddenly my dad picks me up, gently wraps his arms around me, and begins to slowly dance with me. I can still feel the warmth ...
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