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Sunday 22nd February 2009
Clougha, dogs, guns, sheep, etc.
    
After lunch, we went for a walk somewhere around Clougha. As you might be able to make out in some of these pictures, A****** was starting to get a bit of a gammy eye, so we thought, "Well, he just needs some fresh air." Is this a bit of a Victorian attitude? Well, it's not like we took him to seaside or anything (although the sea is visible from parts of Clougha). Erm . . .but yeah. The fresh air didn't really help, but nor did it necessarily do any harm. I like the second picture along here - A****** looks like some kind strange wild animal, creaping through the undergrowth.
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These pictures to the right are dull; they're here for my sake more than anything else. See, we thought we were following a path, a designated right-of-way or whatever it was . . . but yeah . . . we got to this point where we could see the stile thing that we needed to cross, but there was a barbed-wire fence blocking the way. Hmmmm. Latitude: 54° 2' 41.18"N. Longitude: 2° 42' 55.88"W.
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