By rmeinz

The hopeful fisherman.

Especially on a receding tide. I'm not sure what he could have caught.
Today there was road resurfacing nearby, so I scuttled out with bucket and trowel to cadge a bit of leftover tarmac to fill a couple of potholes outside our house. I felt like an old fashioned gardener chasing a loose bowelled horse, especially as the tarmac was already beginning to set.

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