It's strange how the tasks we voluntarily undertake give us the most pleasure.
I'm doing a similar thing, intended to be in date order, and came across, to us, a wonderful picture of our two lovelies on a rare visit to my early home.
The park at the top of Heath Road in Runcorn, that was the scene of some of my, er, youthful amorous adventures in my very early days.
Photo is from 1969, some 8 years after I left for the bright lights. From the left, Danielle and Beverly. The hand on the tiller? Celia.
I love lockdown.
