Time warp

At the Monkey Steps, West Mersea, 1974. I like a bit of brickwork. I was laughing about something silly.

       I've been looking at old slides again. I strained my back lifting some boxes this morning. They weren't on the doorstep  when Kathy came home from a meeting at 20:15 yesterday evening. UPS must have been working late; we don't get deliveries on Saturdays.