Angry clouds that have been pummelled and pounded by ferocious winds race across the sky. Driven by a devastating force of nature, quickly concealing the horizon in its wake. Swollen raging rivers flow below, carrying skeletal remains of once magmatic woodlands and habitats to their watery grave.

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Polyester slacks, pearls and the blue rinse, that unique, but all so familiar grandmother smell. Of course, not forgetting the hearing aid that whines to all but the wearer.

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Hardworking and enthusiastic creative thinker and copywriter based in South Wales.
I enjoy taking complex problems and turning them into simple creative solutions.