Photo post of the month
In which we go to a misty Paris
A homage to loading screens.
In which we go to a misty Paris
In which we tell a story and hear a funny noise
Writing about the things that the staff say over in Another Part Of The Forest has reminded me of an old folk tale I read once, in a book of English “village fool” stories. I can’t find the book right now, so I’ll do my best to retell it.