As well as using public transport I do drive. Me and my little beat up car get out and about, when I’m looking for that extra little bit of travel flexibility that come with using the car instead of the train or the bus.
The year is starting to tumble towards a close. I know that September has only just stepped up to the mark but it’s about now that things start to go a bit Helter Skelter.
I don’t quite know why but this last Saturday was a bit of a fag end of a day.
Now in yesterday’s post I did drag you all around a bit as I took in my first Edinburgh Fringe for a couple of years, three in fact.
There’s the old song about counting the flowers that grow in an English garden, leaning on the idyllic image of the old, low cottage with roses around the door,
You see, the thing with photography is that for all the technology etc there’s still a few things that are in the lap of the Gods.
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