Trotsky in flight
at the Forty Foot. With Father Todd Unctious.
What a colourful gang of torture-loving aquatic lunatics! So obviously BS (in extras) and I had to join in the fun.
Then we met Cheeryoscuro and HasItsCloud in the library, who had travelled all the way from West Cork (but thankfully with no ferry involved) and then we went for a coffee (thanks to No-Internet-Marie) and a mini-blip meet of sort. Nice to see you again M and Z. I hope you do not catch glandular fever during your stay with Lord and Lady Lucan.
Luca is now more quietly recovering from his ingrown toenail removal while watching the Death of Stalin.