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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I'm not generally renowned for my patience but I think in this respect, I have demonstrated a reasonable track record, but enough is eno...
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New Year - and diet and excercise loom large on the horizon, but now that I no longer have my dog, Lucy, walking has lost its appeal, altho...
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Not a sheep (or sheep worrier) in sight so don't kid us that's Wales.
Maybe you airbrushed them out !!
I love the clouds on the same level as you in the 2nd pic.
Overall 9.5 out of 10. You lose .5 for the lack of sheep.
Ian
There were lots of sheep, Ian but when you've seen one, you've seen 'em all, n'est ce pas?
Perhaps "Silverback Ian" has a fetish about sheep. Good things about them are - they are not fond of shopping, don't waste time applying make up and are nice and warm to cuddle up to! Not much cop at ironing though.
Nice pics - especially the second one. The quality of light this time of year can be amazing.
By the way sheep are vegetarian too!
You mean you don't do your own ironing, YP???
Sheep. Spiders. No matter, Jenny. Wales is still a beautiful place to live. You're a lucky girl, indeed.
Gorgeous pics Jenny! I so miss the greenery and rolling hills of home. Thank you!
Ironing is a skill I have found exceedingly difficult to master - it has become something of a disability for me. Fortunately it is a skill that my wife has in abundance so the impact of my disability is much reduced.
But sheep are so much nicer than spiders, Dale.
You're welcome, Sue. :)
YP, in this modern age of sex equality, you should be ashamed of yourself! However, I have to admit that I do Keith's ironing - in return for his services in killing and disposing of spiders, of course. Still working on the cooking though - trying to persuade him not to bother eating, but it's not working too well.
Aaaah Wales - I've gone all nostalgic now.
Perhaps the sheep had all gone to the Lake District for an autumn break.
No, they were there, Daphne - just not keen on being photographed. :)
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