Whitelees

I'm going down the flashback route today, as I kept thinking about my recent trip there. I love the clanging, clanking, groaning, cranking and screaming of these beasts; and obviously the seemingly endless trails.
Gorgeous summer day here, but a rather dull day at work.
I may get the whitewash out later, and paint some steps at the back. And that reminds me of 'It ain't half hot mum', now culturally taboo.
Soon, everything will be culturally taboo.