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Showing posts with label The Peak district should be renamed the squeak district This is the sound a wet leather motorcyle suit makes when soaked. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Tarts and Ducks.

A small tart

A bridge on the river Wye ( Apologies to Alec Guiness )

A duckling on a rock on the Wye



I was hoping a passer by would ask me if I knew the name of the river so I could say:

Why aye!, Wye, why?