Exeter Cathedral
An ecumenical matter.
Exeter Cathedral
An ecumenical matter.
Lori
Bugs
Rug
Mugs
Saw Spitfire Girls today with an old Air Cadet pal.
Tally ho!
Megs
Flogs
Oz
Togs
Better?
Quite.
Essex
Girl
Comes
Last
“Sea views”
“Mon chou” is a term of endearment in French, but now quite the opposite in English, thanks to Sainte Elisabeth de Thetford.
3) A duck’s bottom.
Never in the field of human conflict has the title “lickspittle” been so well-deserved.
There’s a prominent challenger for that title.
Turnips?
Has everything gone to pot here?
Ditto.
Oh yes. The Book of Hubris.
Cum JDV os aperit, excrementa sequuntur.
Cut Daily Mail into squares and hang on nail in outside loo: 99%
Too urgent to respond: 1%
I’ve no sympathy for foot-shooters, tbh.
Something we all grew up with ...
A challenge.
Sussex
Bill
Ill
Will
Down
Under.
More of a stain than a pattern.
That old forked tongue.
The W800 was feeling neglected today.
We have bimbled along the highways and byways to the Devil’s Dyke near Newmarket.
Leg-stretching - both of us.
Last year I got an old Triumph Herald back on the road.
The components were surprisingly cheap:
Coil £19
Fuel pump £28
Brake cylinder £12.
I tend to wimp out in the wind and the rain.
An attentive chap: a keeper!
That’s my keeper!
I’ll pass the collection on to The Boy in due course.
Only not yet a while.
Well, he's certainly all shook up.