Saturday, 14 May 2011


Not something I found in a grotty abandoned hellhole, but a pair of my old boots from the shed... Of (minor) relevance here as they were last worn the previous summer, tramping around the derelict Deal Ground in the midst of an apocalyptic thunderstorm. I had to take both shoes off and pour the water out of them at one point. Don't say I, or my clothes, don't suffer for my hobby.

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