An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
03 June 2010
My photos are shite but I don't care
OK, I think I've narrowed it down to two explanations, either: a. the tectonic plate atop which Gwent rests has shifted slightly. As a result, this spring we appear to be getting some of the rarities that would otherwise have turned up in a neighbouring county; or
b. my continual out-pouring of anti-Gwent jibes have goaded the county into proving me wrong, hence two right old stonkers in a month,... you can thank me later.
What a little stonker, showed well all afternoon, sang throughout and had the good sense to keep its head down when the Hobby went over,... everyone's a winner baby!