Evidence that Fran hasn't yet grasped the reason for going on holidays in beautiful places
This is Elijah. He came with us to our first week's holiday in Derbyshire along with his mum and dad. Here, he is looking straight at me and thinking, 'Grandma, if you take me to another crappy old cotton mill and expect me to be interested and coo and smile in my buggy while you wheel me in and out of preserved factory workshops, I'm going to wee straight in your eye next time you change my nappy. I don't care HOW important Richard Boring-Old-Fart Arkwright was in the 18th century. His mills are the most TEDIOUS thing I've seen in my whole 8 weeks of life. In fact, I already hate the guy and have decided not to do History A-level at school.'
We moved on to Dorset after Derbyshire and the picture is taken from inside a bus. This is what the people who run some of Dorset's buses call 'Providing a Really Rich Sightseeing Experience for Tourists'. They advertise the local radio station on the side of the bus, and the writing covers all the windows so you can't see out of them. I think those people should run training courses for thugs, muggers and Other People Who Like to Spoil Things for Others. In this picture, here was no view to see anyway, the bus being stationary in the bus station at the time, but in the snap, for your enjoyment, are some half-cars.
Here's a helpful path sign. The picture below shows you in which direction it was pointing.....
We got very wet on that walk. And what a struggle it was, in our boots and anoraks and rucksacks. The packed lunch wasn't quite what it had been, that's for sure.
This is a garage, with hair, which I spotted in a village in Dorset.
Is there anyone else who thinks building a double garage in the 21st century, then giving it thatching from the Tudor era, a little bit pretentious?
That's like keeping things like this ..........
... in one of these .....
I, on the other hand, am as common as muck, and my opinion on the handbag is that garden tools are too good for it. It's plain, it's all brown, and it's enormous. So are poos from Great Danes. I rest my case.