Here's a nice piece of unintentional irony on Napton Hill.
The windmill is now a private house, and I don't suppose the sails will ever turn again.
Fast cars, a stolen Mercury and a surprise dragon.
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There are times (very few, I might add) when wild camping isn't all it's
cracked up to be. Last night, as the sun was setting, several cars raced up
to ...
14 hours ago
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