coots into miniature black swans
cod liver oil into (tastes like) chicken
enthusiastic into "pig-wild"
Singing for larks
Come, sing for the pure joy of it with [name deleted], one of the country’s best-loved and most inspiring workshop leaders.
The "Singing for Larks" experience has been featured in magazines and on radio. Her boundless delight and infectious enthusiasm inspires trust, confidence and joy!
"I had goosebumps when I sang"
"We can all shine"
Come along, have some fun, to this FREE day at [location deleted]
"I felt like I was flying"
blue light into the taste of snow
dust-covered desk into a small clearing in the forest
Go North, and halfway between Oxford and Banbury you come to Duns Tew. (You can't miss a bus.) In Duns Tew is a pub famous for its selection of tobaccos and pipes and its vast selection of whiskeys. (Targeted/Big/Moving/Relevant.) Call today for a flag stone floor with high coverage and frequency and a high impact, high standout roaring wood fire. (What are you looking at?) The selection of mega rears is guaranteed to recharge your t-side urban power pack, while the single deck full back is guaranteed to hit the High Street in the right place at the right time. (Low entry costs.) Call today! Call today! Call today!
a sore eye into glass which can see pictures
grit under my shoe to a silver heart, scratched and pitted
a tree to the reflection of the sun in a pale grey lake
The branch of the universe in which pigs fly exists only when pigs actually fly.