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| Sunday, 1-Feb-2004 00:00 |
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The old and the new
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Hedgelaying at Mudchute
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An example of the old countryside craft of hedgelaying on the grazing area of the Mudchute Park and Farm, the largest city farm in Europe. The towers of the Canary Wharf development are in the background.
http://www.hedgelayer.freeserve.co.uk/
http://mudchute.org/
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| Sunday, 2-Nov-2003 00:00 |
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Baby rat
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Baby rat
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For the story behind baby rat, go here.
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| Friday, 15-Aug-2003 00:00 |
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Geocaching in Epping Forest
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Smiles all round
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The family are all smiles at High Beech in Epping Forest, having found a cache whilst out geocaching.
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| Saturday, 2-Nov-2002 00:00 |
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The Angry Sea
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Big sea, small girl.
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Creeping shingle
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As a kid, I always loved to watch the sea. The immense power of the ocean and big storms have always held a thrill for me. Sprog #2 seems to have inherited the same fascination and is seen here trying to photograph the Solent off HMS Dolphin from Old Portsmouth. Needless to say, seconds later she was drenched by the seventh wave - something I couldn't heartlessly stand by and photograph...honest.
Although this was not a severe storm by any means, the pounding of the waves had driven the shingle from the beach onto the promenade and the road beyond in places.
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| Sunday, 14-Jul-2002 00:00 |
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Look Dad!
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I can't quite recall what Sprog #3 and her friend were up to here. However, during the long hot days of the summer we virtually lived in the garden, drinking iced tea, barbequing dinner most nights, eating at the garden table and then reading books until the light was too dim to see.
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