I was wandering around and taking pictures.
The truth is gentlemen, I intend to high jack this site, sail it to Tortuga and find a crew, then sail around drinking, shagging and plundering my weasely black guts out!
Late last night.
I am stood standing there, texting someone or other something along the lines of
"Not under a train, no no no no no no hic!"
and as I stab wildly at the keys I see a cat trot up towards me in my peripheral vision.
Then it stops right in front of me with its nose inches from my legs and looks up. And I look at it and realise its a Fox.
It looks at me with an open and inquisitive face as if to say
"And?"
So, being polite and well manered I say
"Yes? sorry, got nothing for you"
It looks at me for a little longer and trots off about its business.
Blimey. That is the closest I have ever been to a fox.
God they are beautiful!
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