I first went to Calke when I was getting over not being a radiographer. One magical morning, I went to the Lime Yards with another volunteer who knew the way, on a mission to count the orchids and the Ringlet butterflies. Tough work I know. Greg mentioned that there was also a carp that we might see if we were lucky. Frankly, I thought he was barking. Paul and I went again last night, some 8 years later and we saw him again.
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