Falling in love with a puppeteer and hill tapestry (Rousse)

My true love was a puppeteer. When his marriage of three decades collapsed due to the arrival of two very late children, he finally found me.

My new man opened my eyes to art forms that I had never know before. My favourite was hill tapestry. We visited the open moorlands to admire the massive feats of embroidery stitched on canvases that replicated the form of the hills. For their sheer size and artistry, these creations well and truly put the feeble efforts of the Bayeux Tapestry to shame.

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