Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Tredaniel plan d'eau, afternoon.
A lorryload of live pigs is in the carpark, rattling and grunting somewhat though not as rank-smelling and shrieking as sometimes. I make myself look, and tell them I'm sorry.
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