There’s 390 souls in Fenland’s Pymoor (meaning : “flies over bog”), and last week they (nearly) all took umbrage at me. That post (here) from early 2018 wasn’t even that rude about a small Fenland village, it was just a reflection on a long publess walk, but 4 years after posting it 202 villagers shared… Continue reading A SECURITY ESCORT TO PYMOOR
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A PINTLESS POTTER ROUND PYMOOR
The burst of posts recently may lead you to believe there’s no such thing as a dry day in the retiredmartin house, but don’t be fooled. Three dry days a week minimum, and no drinking bottles at home stronger than Tactical Nuclear Penguin. So here’s a walk in the Sunday sun through the dullest… Continue reading A PINTLESS POTTER ROUND PYMOOR
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