Did I say I had a new rake? Poring through catalogues of rakes online was coming a little too close to browsing rake-porn, so I bought a child's rake (portable and surprisingly manly, not) and mum gave me her old gravel rake. Good old mum. Did a bit on the beach, KAPed it up etc.
I wonder how many other people are suffering from "image processing backlog blues". Just me again? Thought so. The bigger, wider versions of this are in the queue (isn't that a weirdly spelt word?).
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