Poor Grammaretto right in the middle of a maelstrom. Hold on, kia kaha, even they pass.
Loved your Bullocky photo BJ; how hard farmers worked in those days.
My great-grandma ploughed behind two gigantic shire horses and as you can see, she was a pretty strong lady herself.
Here she is outside the farm, surrounded by her daughters and spouses.
My Mum, who grew up on that farm is the baby on her Mum's knee, far right, with Papa (ex-King's Own Scottish Borderers) behind.
I have to smile when I look at this - some of them look so gormless but photography in rural Yorkshire was very unusual in those days. To get a chap up to the farm and set all this up for the whole family, must have taken some doing.
Expensive too as they also had A3 sized framed copies made - it must have cost a lot of hard-earned pounds to 'squander' on a photo in 1918.
The show yesterday was fabulous, Doodle
Rutene Spooner has a fabulous voice and the story of Maui was beautifully modernised and in a relevant way.
He got a standing ovation at the end.
Sadly, the 15 ticket (5 added to the original 10) were not all taken up by our group. They missed a great, free performance and lots of lovely food.
Incidentally, because our driver was new to the city, she dropped us off in the municipal car park instead
of the Accessibility Point at the theatre.
We had a long, long walk to the Civic - far longer than my 'dog walk' will be - but I made it
and back.
Love to all our missing Stars and our joint-Founder, Cherry. 
Can you please find me some new joints?
