Saturday afternoon debate referencing Peruvian bronze figure circa 1400.
Teleporting. At least trying to.
James. Casts a shadow as big as the SCVA.
It suddenly got a bit like an episode of Spooks.
Sunday afternoon delivery of the best pebble on the beach.
James; eyeing up apples.
Uphill. Bess gets a lift after being knocked down by a wave and being forced to change into James' spare clothes. A total corduroy no-no.
Swingers.
Catalogue chunk.
En famille in a wooden wagon.
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