A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
It was a glorious day on Saturday and on glorious days church yards look divine. I spent some time in one yesterday:
and as I sat looking at all the lives wondering where they would be now the clouds gathered. I sat, relaxed and watched the world go by. It was divine.
posted by MortimerBones at
6:25 AM
Standing on the roof, with the wind in my hair, gulls cry I sigh, living it up here. The rain meanders along, soaking me to the bone, and ah, as I stand there... no longer alone.
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