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Such wisdom from one so young! My Dad always used to say that when it rained - it was God crying. When it thundered my Mum always used to say it was God moving the furniture about - Mum and Dad were always on different planets - bless them!!!
my gran used to say that too - the furniture bit anyway, it seemed that summer was a time of constant furniture moving in the 70's...and what makes God cry? i'm pretty sure it's not children...
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