Odd how they never look right until the very last spot of paint and the flock.
Quickly, they make their get away.
Just in time. Peelers and Tans...
What price national independence these days, with most laws from the profoundly undemocratic and anti-national EU, binding international trade treaties, and the great octopus of globalised corporative shadow government. Neither the bhoys nor the RIC, nor the war damaged Auxis would have recognised any of that. What was/is it all about?
But now my Egremont Russets (right above) are ripe. Hooooray! Russets, bread, and Stilton. Aaaaah.