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To all our viewers you are in for a surprise this Wednesday night as we fly through the pages of the history books and return to that fateful day.

Yes folks we are bending time to catch sight of when the shift occurred and popular culture met tradition in a bone shaking crunch.

To when grass was supposedly green, when gas was the name used for fossil fuels and Jumping Jack Flash was all the rage.

So let’s travel back to the turn of last century and see that strange activity once again … folks I give you dancing.

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© Deb Whittam 2020

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Margaret sighed; perhaps she’d been overly confident in their acceptance.

When it had come to her that the truth was there for all to see, that it just needed a space in which to reside she’d decided it was time to stop laying low and put this urge to rest.

Collecting the required implements, knives and glue, she’d let her creative juices flow.

She’d twisted and turned, letting the colours bled together but the next thing she knew it had all gone wrong.

Margaret, the jersey cow, glared at her owner as he wrote his name on her artwork.

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© Deb Whittam 2020