It had always struck me as odd. The genial, chatty milkman who I see each fortnight when I pay the bill barely acknowledged me when I passed him in the street. I always assumed he either had his mind on the grim business of getting people to pay up, or else he did not recognise me out of my manor. But seeing as how he has been our milkman for over four years, it didn't quite make sense. Until today, when Danielle mentioned that they are twins.
The photo is of the trampoline in action at our party last weekend. It is a fantastic place to shove all the children.
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