It wasn't until I worked in the Perth Hospital kitchen in the 1970s that I began hearing stories about the ghosts that haunted their halls at night.

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  1. Warm familiar scents drift softly from the oven, And imprint forever upon our hearts That this is homeand that we are loved.

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  3. On harsh, frigid January days, when the winds are relentless and the snow piles up around us, I often think of our small feathered friends back on the Third Line. I wonder if the old feeder is still standing in the orchard and if anyone...

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