Thursday, 7 June 2012

Round the Wrekin…

I'd never heard this phrase until I moved to the Dark Place. Apparently it means doing something in a long-winded fashion - the Wrekin juts out of the Shropshire plain and can be seen for 50 miles around. I took a few pictures while I was up there the other day, though I wasn't quick enough to snap the deer. Rest here.

This little caterpillar chap was literally hanging around. 

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