Til the Fat Lady Sings !!
Direct FREAKING OUTlet
No excuses!!! Haven't forgotten you-- in fact my last thought most nights is--oh damn, I'm going to blog for sure tomorrow---guilt,,guilt,, shame! But here's a picture of the fruit of my labours!!! Meet Winnie--(and billy's assend) --the result of an all consuming mania to satisfy that old familar camping urge---- I scoured the internet, did the research, spent weekends hunting our prey, as far as Kentville,,, and we found her-- in Clementsport--- winnie--- She's not quite as old as the Shamrock,, (1983) but is shorter, narrower, and purrs like a kitten-- no discernable signs of rust!!! So now that the urge is sated,, I should be able to settle down to some serious blogging-- starting with catching up on your blog!!!