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September 26, 2007



Awesome pictures. Reminds me of some of the places TLB and I stayed in Scotland.

I am also pretty sure you do not have West Nile.

Guy Somerset

I want to go home. I want to go home now. (Even though home for me would most likely be a scuzzy shoebox in London hundreds of miles away from any of this.)


I'll post some more pictures of the pastoral-idyll variety tomorrow, once T.Middy has finished reminiscing about the gingerbread. We brought some home with us but scoffed it all at once. Jamie Oliver has his own version of it in his last book: I want to try making it so we don't have to move to Grasmere to gorge on it.

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