Argh and dangnabbit.
Serves me right for not taking the laptop's wireless card to Centre Parcs* this weekend. I was mooching about at the Leacet cairn circle in the early hours of Sunday and pondering what else may lie on that chunk of Cumbria. There are quazillions of lovely bits of stone, I found it very easy to let my imagination run away with itself.
*If you've not had the dubious pleasure, it's a bit like a Scandinavian take on the Portmerion vibe, McGoohan stylee, only without the architecture.
Reply | with quote | Posted by Hob 22nd October 2007ce 19:48 |
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