Caravans are synonymous with motorways. The sun i think is trying to break through the cloud, as we, John, Miss Nolen and myself drive through North Yorkshire.Them being directly in front followed by many miles of correctly measured tarmac leading to Liverpool, city of culture 2004. My first visit. Little lambs in fields. Fog, lambs and green. Wish i had a zoom lens to photograph this years crop of running little fury cute babies. Pre mint sauce, pre donna kebab’s, pre human shit.
I think his/her sweater might just fit me! Lovin the blog!
I would try to squeeze into it! Thank you Leslie.
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