Sorry Archdruid - this is the only possible way to celebrate the coming of the Piper at the Gates of Dawn. I'd normally have been out in the park with GP dog to greet him myself, only having an unexpected Friday morning off, I had a mini lie in until the deliciously decadent hour of 8 a.m!
In my defence, in my latest reading, I've just reached the section on The Woodwose and what better wildmen than our wildmen of rock! The fact that I now have wildwoses, minotaurs, the Wolf of Gubbio (thank you St Francis!) and Spinal Tap wandering round the labyrinthine recesses of my mind is neither here nor there.
Friday, 21 June 2013
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Happy Solstice-tide, GP! I'm very fond of Woodwoses - plenty of them in Suffolk. You've reminded me that I've been meaning to write something about them. If/when I get round to it there'll be a h/t to you and the Archdruid...
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm very tempted by that book!
Yes, do! I get the impression that Woodwoses are essentially benign, is that right?
ReplyDeleteCertainly hope so!!
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