Sunday, 14 February 2016

You can smell the snow coming

Snow in it's way, you  can smell it in the air. And taste the salt from the big sea up and running today.


Harrier wind blown over Horsey,  Kestrel over the snow drops and buzzard above the copse.


Cley from Wiveton.


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5 comments:

  1. The Essex Scribbler17 February 2016 at 17:31

    Absolutely cracking picture of that big sea, one of your best. Not convinced at your attempt at being a horny handed son of the soil. "Oooh argh, oi can smell the snooow boi". You're a metropoliton public school ponce and don't you forget it.

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  2. Bureboyblog17 February 2016 at 19:25

    One step off a borstal, and that was only because I never got caught.If you have ever seen scum not far off.

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  3. The Essex Scribbler18 February 2016 at 08:36

    I thought I was the revisionist ?

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  4. Bureboyblog18 February 2016 at 20:36

    Shithole.I'll write a book about it one day


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  5. The Essex Scribbler20 February 2016 at 09:07

    Do it.

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