Well now that spring has sprung I thought it might be a good idea to travel to the outermost fringes of civilisation for this current shot - to Garway on the borders of the Celtic fringe.

 I sometimes come here and sit: broodily drinking Bloody Marys  whilst observing the woad covered tribes in the far distance. Occasionally I wave in their direction  but they studiously ignore my screeches, jeers and amateur bird calls - preferring instead to poke the ground with sticks in their unending search for beetles.