Travel is on another planet
Oct 14, 2020
2 minutes
Joe Gibbs
MY lady and I are back in Scotland from a caper along London pavements before Nicola gates us. Visiting our artist daughter, we ran into a full-scale domestic drama. Myrtle, her dachshund, had silently devoured a tube of cobalt-blue oil paint in the studio. A danger to which I confess I was hitherto oblivious is that, individually, cadmium red,
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