Deep inside of Neil, there’s a meal waiting to get out…
Michael
I had to pop to Canada later that day so the time had come to deal with Neil, who was hanging in the back of my Land Rover making the…
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I’m not a pheasant plucker…
Ah ha! Look what I found on the way home this morning. I have called him Neil. Isn’t he pretty. I guess I will have to hang him for a…
Snip Snip
Well I finally gave in and got my hair chopped off. It was nice seeing it go all curly but it started to bug me by getting in my eyes.…
Sometimes…
Sometimes, fate just has a habit of making it obvious that you should be friends with somebody. Rarely have I ever stopped to capture the event on film. This may…