Coins of the Realm
Tuesday, September 24th, 2002Sorry, these days a penny won’t get you my thoughts.
Sorry, these days a penny won’t get you my thoughts.
Dialing M for murder is much easier now.
Bagging the wild book.
She took me out to her father’s place to get a truck load of manure for my garden. Though only about 60 miles southeast of Austin, I felt we had entered a different world. The gentle, rolling hills reminded me of Cheshire, but unlike England, there were no hedgerows to contain the views. The last [...]