It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

The boat that didn't rock

That's the photo I haven't used. Poor bloke had got his remote control yacht stuck on the other side of the canal. By the time I left the canal bridge he was throwing rocks at his miniature vessel.

Misty morning, half an hour to spare to grab a photo before brother and his wife arrive.

Yesterday (my birthday), my brother spent the day and night in the Lakes; lake cruise, cream tea, dinner, hotel over-looking the lake, whilst I ran around preparing for their visit. I seem to have got something wrong....

Commenting unlikely this weekend because of role as charming hostess.

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