The moon finally rose - glimpsed first by Audrey through the trees - a powerful orange orb. There was drumming and plum cake with clotted cream, there was whiskey and gentle conversation. There was one rocket and bats flying in falling dew. Material Woman is now in orbit. Kirsten Lavers

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small boy finds rocket+label mum smells says it's a firework he keeps stick as magic scythe I have label for archive.

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