\u003ci\u003e\u0026quot;In the dark of river bends, in the slow meander of deceit, in the closed still autumn mist, Freddy and Joyce with poles in hand, propel the craft into the stream.\u0026quot;\u003c/i\u003e\u003cbr /\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u0026quot;The parrot chirps, he chews a nut then begins to chew upon the mast.\u0026quot;\u003c/i\u003e\u003cbr /\u003eThe squawking parrot knows it all, the secret keeper of this land, of wine and river, war and love, and dreams men brought to river bank; alas they tried to build them. Part family saga, part love story, told over three generations by an undeliable parrot, \u0026quot;a most marvellous tale.\u0026quot;
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