Enjoyed your trip down memory lane (just off the A3). I visited Putney Vale Cemetery on a hot June day in 2015, to find the grave of Sandy Denny, one of our finest ever singer-songwriters, who died in 1978. I did talk to one of the gardeners, but he seemed relatively normal, so maybe some of your former colleagues had retired, moved on, or were pushing up the Bellis perennis (daisies) in their former workplace (a lovely place to be, if you are on the right side of the turf!). I got a good view of the elusive green woodpecker (a bird, not a euphamism). Your film was educational, as I didn't realise that foxes liked Yahtzee. Maybe it is a London thing, as here in Yorkshire we only ever see them playing backgammon (they obviously have a penchant for dice). Oh yes, I could not find the bus stop on the way back, and walked about a mile along the A3, and then back again towards Asda round the corner. As it was a hot day, and I had no hat or sun cream, I got burnt to fuck!
Enjoyed your trip down memory lane (just off the A3). I visited Putney Vale Cemetery on a hot June day in 2015, to find the grave of Sandy Denny, one of our finest ever singer-songwriters, who died in 1978. I did talk to one of the gardeners, but he seemed relatively normal, so maybe some of your former colleagues had retired, moved on, or were pushing up the Bellis perennis (daisies) in their former workplace (a lovely place to be, if you are on the right side of the turf!). I got a good view of the elusive green woodpecker (a bird, not a euphamism). Your film was educational, as I didn't realise that foxes liked Yahtzee. Maybe it is a London thing, as here in Yorkshire we only ever see them playing backgammon (they obviously have a penchant for dice). Oh yes, I could not find the bus stop on the way back, and walked about a mile along the A3, and then back again towards Asda round the corner. As it was a hot day, and I had no hat or sun cream, I got burnt to fuck!
Who would have thought that there was so much humour in a churchyard? Lol!
you funny