Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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This is the beach at Burbo Bank, Crosby, home of Antony Gormley's cast iron statues, collectively known as 'Another Place'. We...
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Well, we came to an amicable arrangement, quite unplanned as it happened, because Keith got to navigate the car through people's back y...
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He sure looks cute,and it seems to have been a big snack judging by the size of him!
A word of warning though beware of his fleas! xx
I don't think he'd have let me get near enough for that to be a problem, Flighty. :)
He'd make a nice pie but a chopped onion and an Oxo cube would help.
You have possibly got the wrong end of the stick, YP!
Beautiful little critter!
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