Okay it was 11.30 am ish. With the emphasis on 'ish'. Mr Crofter was having a mug of builders' tea to prepare him for the journey to our small capital in t'land-rover to pick up some hay - assuming there is any to buy. The animals had been fed and watered, the teeth made and posted while the sun was shining. I took a snap, had a whinge and came home. As I do.
Sorting and friends
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I bit the bullet....going through boxes to pull out relevant programmes
and cuttings....but then having to go through everything again didn't make
sense...
3 hours ago
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