Time Travel

No. The main pic isn't photoshopped... I was behind my little brother, making our exit from a very steep dene via a hundred year old tunnel that exits on the beach near my home.
It was a truly shit scary magical experience. Don't tell E!
Even I had to stoop and in parts the floor of the tunnel had collapsed onto the limestone bedrock beneath. Luckily little bro's phone had a kind of torch.
Remember my  unsuccessful search for the 17th Century pack horse bridge last week?
Well - thanks to my intrepid little brother here - we dug it out from under two inches of soil and ivy found it !
He took this pic of me standing on the bridge - looking a bit angelic if you don't mind me saying - some weird trick of the light forming a circle around me. Very Tolkienesque. It's a lousy pic of the bridge but I shall be going back lots now that I've found it to make drawings and such as part of our new writers' group project about St Mary's church which stands nearby... so I'll blip it again later.
Sheesh
Amazing day.