The Gorse Fox
The ramblings of an aging body housing a mind that still thinks it's 25!
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Cemetery?
As the Gorse Fox was following Stane Street (along Mill Lane track) he thought he was approaching a cemetery.
He checked the map.
It wasn't marked.
As he got closer he realised it was a field of newly planted trees with plastic tubes protecting the shoots from foraging wildlife.
(And that's with his new glasses)
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