Sorry for doubting you. I thought there must be someone looking at this stuff from time to time. I know I do.
I found these little gems in my 'archives' - an uncut and uns-canned neg rescued from under the settee in the summer parlour. It's where the best snaps mature it seems.
From a fank gatheration in the village last year. Mr whoever with his invisible sheepscat herding his flock to the pens out behind the village, A fine day and a fine gatheration of village personages.
Coming from over the school side down to the fank and the shed thing. Where The Crofter might have been. I really can't remember whether he and Pater Crofter had arrived at this point. I might well have given up waiting and everything. Not that The Crofter is ever late - must have been VERY busy.
gardening...and gardening... - The new bed is done and nearly full of soil...and some well matured pony manure! It received the seal of neighbourly approval this morning as well. Then o...
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