Five years ago, about the time I started this blog, one of the commenters seemed to have the same (completely bonkers?) sort of view of this world as myself. I thought, vaguely, maybe we’d meet, some day, if the planetary alignments were ever right. A bit like buying lottery tickets…
Anyway,that thing called Life threw all manner of curves our way and the meeting was pushed onto the back burner, along with all the other metaphors.
Well, guess what? We made it! And, blimey! doesn’t one of us look fantastic!
Yes, she did have to lend me some wellies. Very fetching they were, too. Posh green ones, like what proper country folk wear. None of yer old K-Mart rubbish. Oh, no…
In fact, I’m so fond of those wellies I think I might just go back to Wiltshire and borrow them again.
Off to Fenland today to meet another “blast from the past.”
I’ll leave you with some pretty pictures. Though, personally, I think the one above takes some beating.