Sounds a bit dramatic, doesn't it? But that's what the sign says. (Not the bit about Moley.)
Attached to the mooring pontoon was a notice written in the local lingo.
On our walk we came across a man in a hi-vis jacket with a long-handled four-pronged device. He had been creeping gently forward amongst fresh molehills on a playing field before coming to a complete standstill.
Wasn't me that went a swimming. - Initial turnout for the Pie and Pea was better than anticipated considering how much snow had fallen. But we had a couple of turnarounders (is that a word?...
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