I may force a load of holiday snaps on you all shortly, or I may not. Either way we've had a lovely week away in the Garden of England and though no fishing was done beer was drunk daily. Which is always a pleasure.
Speaking of beer, hops of course are required for proper beer so an oast house or two is always in sight in Kent, rather like Norfolk churches and Essex faux clock towers
Toodle pip.
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