Gone Giddy

There was a tree upon a hill
That got into a tizzy
It tried its best to turn around
But all it got was dizzy


We've had a good day out at the "Who Do You Think You Are?" exhibition at the NEC except the Cornish Pasty stand wasn't there and I was really looking forward to one for lunch.  On the family history side we have both picked up a few tips on how to proceed with the bits we're stuck on.

I spotted this lone tree in a field close to the M1 and decided to give it a twirl for Abstract Thursday which is kindly hosted by youoregon1.  I'm also still struggling with the National Poetry Writing Month as you may have gathered.