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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jbear" data-source="post: 5526193" data-attributes="member: 75065">In a hand made wooden pioneer-style horse-drawn wagon behind a hundred year old yellow piano on goat skins. The only light was from a solar powered lamp. The wagon was one of four, both home, stage and setting to the theatrical style circus I lived and travelled with for 3 years in Sardegna, a magnificently beautiful island of Italy. 3 horses pulled 2 of the wagons. A 50 year old blue Mercedes truck pulled the other two big wagons. When I joined the circus the kids wanted nothing to do with books. I got them all playing AD&D (what I could remember off the top of my head anyway), which they absolutely loved and by the time I had left they had devoured Lord of the Rings and were asking for fantasy books as their birthday presents.Another night we played out under the stars in sleepingbags on a flat mountain called the Giara. The place was covered in cork trees bent over sideways from the wind and populated by herds of wild horses. We also played one night out on the battlements of ruined castle on top a hill overlooking the village below. Once again in our sleeping bags huddled into a sheltered corner. Some of the best years of my life.</blockquote>