It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

English Eagle

The name, as all you Scottish folk will know, given to buzzards when we English tourists get overexcited, thinking we have spotted a Golden Eagle.

I had my second eagle of the day lined up, but felt that I would be betraying his trust if I published his photography plans and portrait on line. But thanks anyway to the ticket master at the station for reprimanding me for buying tickets on line that he could have sold me more cheaply at the station. I'm a ticket innocent, I haven't been on a train since 1999.

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