Fowler

Another bright and bitter day. Ollie and I ventured out but not for long, it was so cold. This is one of the ancient pieces of machinery lying around at the top of the old slip way.

I'm getting to love these engines and lumps of metal - I don't know what half of them are or what they do, but they all had a purpose and men who lived around here worked with them. Another reason for blipping it is that it is a Fowler engine, and that is the surname of this blipper, my sister, who celebrates her wedding anniversary tomorrow! I wonder if this will do instead of a card?!