'Tis surprising what one finds when one strolls by the river from Surbiton to Kingston with dear chum arty L. A most welcome splash of colour in amongst all the rain and shorter days. Expressing one's individuality via one's boat house no less!
Arilx
The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
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The Gates of Hell
Out one Tuesday morning recently in a nearby village I unexpectedly encountered this- the gates of hell. I have to admit that it's not q...
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Wow- that is right where my daughter lived for a year. I recognized it all the way here in Minnesota but I don't think it quite so artistic when I saw it.
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