In Penrith for T’s birthday with a gathering. During the traditional walk up the Beacon, Boy Three declared himself photographer.
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If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...
I properly fell in love with Penrith when we were there. That's where I'm moving to when I'm a real grown up. How are the calves?
Ellen Arnison says
They are very happy and getting bigger. There's now a cute black one in the herd too.