An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
21 March 2010
A day for laying down and avoiding
Thanks to a pincer movement of (the usual) fisherfolk and a couple of (less usual) metal-detecting-types, Ynys-y-Fro was more-or-less devoid of interest this morning. The brief pre-match soiree failed to deliver a single spring migrant,... there were no highlights.