Wednesday 14 August 2013

I'm a clogger not a blogger




















Just been lent my first clogs for my Morris dancing debut in October. Don't worry, if I take to it, I will be having a pair hand made, hand tooled and festooned with an abundance of bell. You've got to start somewhere though and these modest fellas will do the trick while I learn the ropes/steps.


A load of bullocks





















I'm reminded every morning when I look out of my window about how much I hate living in the city, and in particular, the suburbs. As soon as I could, I moved to the hills. I know I'm very lucky. Bullocks courtesy of  Farmer Dave Lowcock.