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| Just a few flints. Did they all come off one field? |
Reminds me of the story told by Eric Newby in his book "Love and War in the Apennines". Whilst escaping from the Germans during the war he was sheltered by an Italian family. He worked to pay for his keep clearing a field of stones. He thought "What a lazy bunch, why haven't they done this before". In the night it rained and the following morning the field was once more full of stones!
For my cycling friends:- "Where is the pile?"
Because of the very wet weather and other reasons I have only managed two rides this week.
Wednesday 18th December 2019.
Sunday 22nd December 2019.
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