As I sit here I realize that Appleton is constantly polluted by the sound of Train horns. I think that Sir John Betjman said it best in Summoned By Bells...
"Here from my eyrie, as the sun went down, I heard the old North Londun puff & shunt, glad that I did not live in Gospel Oak."
Now on to the photos.
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And of course, the daily pictures of Greyson.
I married a ninja.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
9.13.07
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that little guy has no idea what he is in for...growing up with the jakester as a dad.
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