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By StuartDB

Black berries

Spent the morning up to my eyes in nettles, brambles, flag iris, mud and all sorts of stuff it's best probably I didn't know about.  At one point I stepped into a bit of a pothole in the undergrowth and my jeans leg was up around my knee.  I could swear something cold and long slithered across my shin.  Next time I go in there it'll be with a chain saw or a man in a JCB!

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