Explosion
Sitting down and actually thinking does have its merits, I even had an excited two minute spurt in my notebook.
These are my favourite pictures from the last month.
This looks idyllic. However I was the only one stupid enough to go running through the sludge and so my legs got covered in mud. Also we got surrounded by some very evil seagulls later on when we were eating extortionately priced chips.
We had to walk through a field of corn to get to the train station. I got excited when I thought my feet had tanned but it was in fact dust from the track.
The Shire. This was on our break from our Pride and Prejudice marathon. In fairness I had fallen asleep for at least two of the episodes but the action was so slow that it didn't take too long to catch up. Honestly, eight episodes, six hours and all we got was a kiss and Colin Firth taking off a jacket and getting wet. Come on Mr Darcy, don't be a tease.
Nettles sting through tights. I found out the hard way. I am still not accustomed to country living. However the local supermarket was brilliant, it sold 'The Farmers Guardian', animal feed and ridiculously large jars of spices. The train to Bucknell was one carriage long and you had to make a request stop. There was one very surreal moment when my iPod reverie was somewhat disturbed by a group of at least thirty pensioners descending onto the train in full climbing attire. Lots of poles. I was wearing my nan's cardigan so at least I didn't feel out of place.
Sheep. We met some very friendly sheep. These were not them.
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