A bit of a woolly cop-out

The house now resembles a plague pit, only the dog and I soldier on without extruding or exuding noisome effluvia from one orifice or another. So today (well, actually yesterday since it’s all got a bit out of hand and I might not be able to send the post back in time) we have a picture:

and a link back to a previous post which explains the delightful phenomenon of the knitting shepherds of Aquitaine who kept their feet dry in their marshy surroundings by the skilful expedient of striding around (and also sitting) on stilts.

(I think I’ve persuaded the blog to pass this off as a 10 November post even when it wasn’t. Cunning and clever. Timewarp blogging. A voice from the past. That’s enough, go to bed!)


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