A mammoth walk. Sun. Sea. Sand. Dreadful types.
So yeah, I had a stonker holiday. Despite an iffy start with Blood pressure threatening to make my head pop the rest of the hols were tiptop.
"For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern" -- William Blake
Florida women take on culture and stuff.
Walks with a Westie in a beautiful county
Going undercover to investigate the Lynchian Mysteries.