The old gunpowder works on Dartmoor…
An interested observer has opined that this is the first contemporary art she has ever seen of Dartmoor.
Goodo – lots more to come then!
Have just returned from a mercy dash to take Uncle Bert’s knee to have an injection.
It is freezing to the point of a double-kekker day and yet UB is ackled up in nothing more than a T-shirt (and strides luckily)
One enquired as to whether under-trollies had been deployed since the nurse is a delicate young thing and if confronted with those space-hopper gonads, would surely faint clean away!
Fortunately suitable undercarriage support was nestling ‘neath the ghastly ‘sports’ keks. I ask you – making sports-wear in that size! Breaking into more than a moderate trundle would render the old cove unconscious.
Any road up, have another ‘want to meet’ on POF. This time a cheerful looking article who is either a pet lover or suitably unimpressed with One’s profile picture (with Tigerboy) since his opener was ‘what a lovely cat.’ So, even if he doesn’t like me he’ll be chuffed to see my pussy.