Part 2 for Richard.. She spent her days in this tower , A play thing of an older generation., when the family had money. But as Shakespeare said " hell hath no fury like a woman scorned". It came to pass a sailor came by and heard her tale. Sure I know who ya speak about miss says he . He be hiding out in Brittany goes be the name of Sayer , Richard Sayer. She swore that day she would have her revenge and left the tower with an unkindly smile on her face...
This is simply wonderful John and I can't stop chuckling - thank you for your excellent sense of repartee... and that the photo is also excellent, is a bonus. Of course a Fav!
By the way... she had her revenge - I married her ;-)
the sky is great! The interesting little (it's probably bigger than it appears) castle reminds me of a base of an old rocket ship, albeit a stone rocket ship that would never be able to boost into space, but it has that shape ;)
This is simply wonderful John and I can't stop chuckling - thank you for your excellent sense of repartee... and that the photo is also excellent, is a bonus. Of course a Fav!
By the way... she had her revenge - I married her ;-)
@vignouse Scorn was in her heart and she knew that young Sayer was an SOOC photographer--the scourge of computer processors...