The paper is a page from the book... I realised that I had some 'nice' paper right under my nose, and it was the right size for the display frames I'd had made..
I felt so guilty tearing pages from a book (good Calvinistic? upbringing) that I decide I was only allowed to tear the pages out if I'd read them. I am now on page 102 and enjoying it a lot. In the process I am finding several wonderful sentences/quotes/words... like 'convolvuli...'
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