A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
O.K will leave the gravestones for a while after this. I am struck by the sheer number of primroses! Cropredy is a lovely village, a splendid community and frightfully picturesque.
posted by MortimerBones at
2:18 PM
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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