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when I was about 12 I was out in the paddock with my mum at about 3 in the morning, waiting for the birth of a new foal. At this age I had an incredibly short attention spand, and as soon as I got bored of looking at the new baby horse, I turned my attention to the sky. It was a beautifully clear, warm summer night and after that, I spent every night out under the stars as I probably always will.
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