Upintheair83
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When I was a little girl my nan used to carry around a ‘magic cloth’ whenever we went to the park to play. One day I remember this little girl falling over and starting to cry because she had hurt herself, I ran over to my nan and said ‘get the magic cloth!’ And I went on to tell this girl that once she had this magic cloth pressed on her injury it would get better- I truly believed this! It was only years later, when my nan had sadly passed when I sat and remember the ‘magic cloth’ it was actually just a wet flannel that she took out in case we injured ourselves to clean the cut/ dirt !! But because my nan made everything so magical I really did think it was! God I miss her so much. Xx