Having said that I'd stop putting up pix of friends feasting, I find that my unconcious is helping this resolve... the only picture of last nights' dinner that was wasn't hopelessly blurred is this, of Pete and El cutting the divine pud she brought with her.
There is one in terrible clarity that will cost me the friendship of all involved- no, you can't see it :)
It features Gracie, Pete and Nel and the Scottish Daves though.
Today is windy and wet with patches of blue. Not ideal market weather. Nor does it bode well for the first vide-grenier of the season.
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