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On our honeymoon, we slept on a mattress in the front room, with no curtains. Then there was peeling wallpaper in Slane and carrymats in the boot of a Cortina estate. In the dark we thought we’d found a quiet spot near the banks of a Normandy river. Then woke to traffic, more exposed than expected, on a roundabout. The swings were greater then, and the roundabouts fun. But while the hinges creak a bit and we’ve metal where once there was bone, a borrowed tent with love inside’s still home.