spending a lovely sunny, warmish (after the cold snap) day at Black Hill
with Carol and the pets-crew - drinking hot tea, wearing civilian
clothes, eating scotch flavoured mince meat pie and watching the
flickering flames of the fireplace stove - and once again thinking how
lucky I am to be born in this day and age in a great north American
country that can support the medical system that does the miraculous,
routinely, on an in-today out-tomorrow basis (and accept that lovely
medicare managed-cost for a run-of-the-mill-duffer such as myself)
more photos soon on their way
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