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Saturday, 24 March 2012
Saturday snapshot: in which you get more than one and I threaten my loved ones. By mistake. I am almost sure of that.
This is a lovely picture of my husband and baby sister standing in one of Berlin's celebrated and delightful courtyards.
Then something changed, I think I wanted them to turn around for a shot, but got kind of grumpy faces instead.
Apparently I didn't like that...
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