Thursday 16 April 2009

The arrival of a fantasy

Bit of this
He  is going to whisk her straight up the farm. I put my wellies on and go and greet her. After all she has to get used to us. We are her new owners.

She is silver and purrs like a kitten. And man about the house keeps finding excuses to go for a ride on his new toy.

I have entered a learning curve. Accessories accessories!
She is not like these, she is much more refine and sleek.

3 comments:

  1. Oh, boy!
    Born to be wild......you can't go out in the rain and mud on that!

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  2. I know it got terrible dirty, he is cleaning it as I tap.

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  3. So he has got a bike.
    Loved the Steppenwolf, we've already got it on the Ipod!

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