Setting off from the purveyor of fine ales we headed east past The Rookery (which ironically was full of pheasants), and turned south past Puck Lane Coppice. Again, the view opened out and we could peer back towards the Folly
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Saturday, November 05, 2005
The Folly and Nore Wood
Dropping back south, the trio made the most of a local hostelry in Eartham. Conversation only paused for the on-take of fluids. Note the use of the word conversation. This implies a multi-way exchange of views and ideas... this in direct contrast to the verbal diarrohea from which blondie evidently suffered last night, on the train (see earlier posting).
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