Just a few pics, until I get time and a good connection.
"Come on, ya tosser, give us a crisp, would ya. I’ll let you touch me squirlley bits."
Somehow, I knew I’d enjoy this neighborhood, if only I could avoid the low trees.
Pete Best was trying his — well, he was making a good try, but at this late date, it didn’t really work without the other four, did it? (I expect you more experienced readers to explain this to the youngsters.)