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A pub
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Just checking in ...
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Don't smoke!
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Our eggs
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A toast
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Christine and Sheba lead the way
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Smooth stones and winkles
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On a walk in the woods
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Tiny flowers and a lighthouse
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Sheba checks out the stone circle.
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Almost as fresh as it gets
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Same pub, different angle.
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I'm told all pubs used to have a little shop in front.
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It's called furze in Ireland, and gorse most other places.
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"The holly and the ivy ... "
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The pond
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One of the ladies
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Outside a pub in a town so tiny I couldn't find a sign ...
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A creek runs through it ...
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A family o' fiddlers
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She looked so dear.
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Boats in the harbor of the wee village of Baltimore
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Bea plants some squash.
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Making good soil
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Having ourselves a goodly time ...
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Bea and Jürg look out over Healy Pass.
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People get so angry ...