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Sunday 6th November 2005
           
Today we visited M****'s grandparents over in Ambleside. I think I've mentioned this somewhere before. We stayed for lunch, and just as me and Simon were getting into a bit of table tennis (although I had problems working out which hand to use to hold the bat/paddle/thing), M**** said we all had to go for a walk. Fair enough. There are many worse places in the world that one could find themselves walking around in. Erm . . . and so M**** did quite a few of these pictures and told me explicitly not to delete any of them, not until she had gone through them all. So I've just rotated the ones that needed rotating and otherwise left 'em.
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So yeah . . . M**** took a few odd pictures of pebbles, ferns and gloomy hills and, once home, took a few more cheesy family photos. The last few of which are the obligatory four-generation line-up: A******, Simon, Mark and Peter (youngest to oldest).
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