Jackie strokes my pie. Then I lost my phone. Found it (in Jacobs) after a Benny Hill comedy hour wi buses & walking too fast for me age. Privately depressing week made more thankful.

 

There’s a strane man! Get behind me kids.

 

In the summer time, the Baildon is fine. There’s a lampost there that has stood out of time

 

Baildon Moor with saturated heather.

 

Using my fingers to make a ginger pussy purr in Baildon. Called Bertie. Owner was nice.

 

All blogs this week were on my show page.

www. Bradwan.com

I’ll post some pics, but I have become an Instagram tart. When I learn how to post a link I will, but @hatthrowing should find me.

 

You leave & return after remembering chip pan were on heat. Come back hours later to flame a steak & make crispiest chips ever. Good day! Sunday, I think.