Our wild weekend this time was Walking with Wolves. In deepest, darkest Berkshire. Not usually the sort of place you anticipate hearing the eerie howls of Canis Lupus, baying lustily to the moon before setting out in a throat-tearing pack to dismember unsuspecting victims. There was certainly nothing eerie about the bright Saturday morning, theContinue reading “Walking with Wolves”
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