I heard this gorgeous beastie moving about in the shrubbery as I climbed the path up to the house last night.
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I heard this gorgeous beastie moving about in the shrubbery as I climbed the path up to the house last night.
Two floats are carried round town twice on the Sunday, with just one cofradia of, I think, everybody. (more…)
Oh how well I remember velvet dresses.
But in 35 degrees, that’s dedication. (more…)