A Bete Lof Has No Man

i am the beldiss afoot at the chalk valley history festival. And grace, it's just looking stunning. We're having a lot of fun rearranging everyone's travel arrangements ecause of the rail stripe. But these things pale into significance compared to when pondering great anniversaries such as that of the fourth of 19 forty two. The true catve loil. I can see you in glastonbury, basically.