Bideford Long Bridge in the morning sun. All is calm.
A moment earlier I had been passed by an excitable crocodile of fluoresence as a stream of school kids walked past. I heard one of them say, as they pointed to one of the moored boats, rusted and land-bound and in the process of slow refurbishment, “Is that the Titanic?”. Unfortunately I didn’t get to hear the answer.
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Well, on the bright side, the question wasn’t as they looked at you and asked “Is that Methusela?”. *Runs* 😉
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You came out of retirement to say that? *sighs* (welcome back)
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Oh JohnK! You like to live dangerously 🤣
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I know where he lives …..
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Fabulous photo. I love these snatched fragments of conversation. One day years ago I heard a man in the street say to his little girl: ‘So, Rebecca, what makes you think that you have magic eyebrows?’ And I didn’t hear her answer, so now I’ll never know and I’m still wondering.
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That is wonderful! And of course now I need to know the answer too. 🙂
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Lovely part of England, enjoyed exploring last year.
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