Thunder thighs
I paid a disappointing visit to Grove Hill this afternoon, en route to an extremely trying session of beating my head against the brick wall of bureaucracy. All in all, not the best of days, though having L at my … Continued
False oil beetles
I took the cameras and went on an invert hunt around the village this morning, so that R could do some recording without the risk of me absent-mindedly slamming a door or something, and ruining his work. By far my … Continued
