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Once upon a time, there was a lass called Caroline. And, that lass lived with a lad and their 3 rather beautiful kiddies (let’s, for the sake of future arguments, call the lad G and the 3 beautiful kiddies we’ll have to call Eldest, Middlest and Youngest).

Their life, that family of 5, was rather fine. They were ordinary, plodding, seemingly happy and (of course) financially secure.

But then, one fate filled day, Caroline decided that she wasn’t really happy, that she didn’t want to plod and that really she wanted to do something rather different instead. She wanted to write stories and possibly even create a happily ever after or 2 (eventually).

The next part of the story, I am sure some of you have heard before. It was a rather exciting triple of years, involving a fairy godfather, a broken wand, a few baddies who were green and wicked and a rather fabulous sack full of magic fairy dust.

But this bit, this bit of the story that you’re about to hear, this is the part that came immediately after the green wicked baddies…