Happiness

Is a ladybird that wobbles. It was the regency fair but it wasn't as good as last year. There the black faced Morris dancers with the top hats and the clubs and the reflective glasses weren't there and the fat guy with the accordion was missing and there were a lot less stalls and the lomo camera shop that also sold brewing goods do Jim will let me cross the threshold had shut down. We did bump into the Austins (not austens) briefly but just as we were on the way to Hinton ampner house so the nut could get his snoozes in.