Had an evening with Mandy, an old chum from Peterborough, along with some more of her friends: a couple from Geneva and their three bright and energetic girls. It made me realise, with a bit of a jolt, just how testosterone-fuelled my family is. All we can produce is boys!
Continued down the A1, in the rain, wishing it was still called the Great North Road. Parked up in Huntington now, near the old river bridge.
It's unusual to license a pic on a Sunday; this is St Mary's Church in the village of Woodnewton, Northants...
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