It is the law.
Just think yourself lucky you can turn the computer off and walk away!
Can't have too many gargoyles.
Or too many old graveyards.
You didn't really expect holiday photos of bunnies did you?
He wasn't squashed by the grave stone.
The Poetry Society Knitted Poem
My many gilded room. I wish I had a photo of the Jane Austen breakfast room!
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