The weather - wads of mist and buckets of rain.
The locals haunt - invaded by us. All very amicable.
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Dad back row second from right, Uncle Bill front row second from left. Little boy peering through window Uncle Harold Mum as a mil...
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Love the middle picture although I'd half expect to see a horseman with an axe galloping out of the mist.
What an adventure, Pat! And all for "bats"...! I think I would have wanted to go with you all....!
Lovely pictures, my dear....!
Rashbre: it's always pleasing when it comes out atmospheric isn't it?
Naomi: it was one of those occasions when the real joy comes in retrospect or at least when one had almost reached the car park.
So mysterious!
Wads of mist. Oh, I just love!
Kath: nothing like a bit of mist:)
GG: glad you like it:)
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