Friday, June 15, 2018

Being Friday the Eighth Day of June, 2108 ...

Angela began with an alarm call ...


Awake, Awake!

Ken became a political correspondent ...


Please answer me, PM.

Mave sang of a bright silvery light ...




Bryan remembered historical days of travel ...


Steam trains trundle along.

Elizabeth took us on a melodic journey to the antipodes ...




There were the customary songs of death.
Only one was by a suicide ...


He was, indeed, a peculiar man.

Another was by execution ...


The scaffold was high ...

During the interval Laurie demonstrated his artistic talent ...




We departed in protest regarding our freedom to roam ...


Kinder Scout, 24th April, 1932.
Think of the grouse!


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