There's a thing you can upload a photo to - please don't tell me how unwise that is - and it will make you over as Barbie or a Viking or any other number of fantasies.
Anyway back to reality. Went for a walk yesterday with young friend.
She was right in one respect: it was nice and flat. The bakery was closed and the path was just a little wet. We walked down one side of the valley then I suggested walking back the other side, "As that'll be drier."
No-one should ever listen to me.
Before I gave up and just plodded through the mud I tried edging along the sides under the - very prickly - trees that kept grabbing me and not letting go. I concluded a mud bath was preferable to strangulation by hawthorn.
When I dropped Elin back at home she said, "Thank you for making me laugh more than I've done for ages." My job here is done.
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Goodness. The male one makes me look like a spoilt pampered preening perfumed pansy who spends all his time at the hairdresser, surgery, manicurist, and in clothes shops. All things I detest. I've got better things to do - like playing with stupid web sites.
I don't think Barbie ever trudged through mud!
Hmmmm, the plastic fantasy world of Barbie versus the mud and hawthorns of Wales? Hard choice!
Mud-Trudging Barbie!
I tried out the Barbie look. Your image came out MUCH BETTER than mine!
I'm sorry to have missed your trek. There are times when I need a good laugh and you appear to have produced one, in spades. Glad that your funny bone still works after such a slog!
You must be a good sport. If you can fun slogging through mud, then you can fun in most places.
Love your Barbie picture.
That would be my luck with the mud.
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