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Norfolk, by the way, has no mountain rescue team.

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A swan. Apparently, there's a story behind this one (and the Coxonator told it to me, so it must be true). His mate was shot by some cock with an air rifle a few years ago. He still migrates to the same spot every year, where he and his mate used to hang out in case she was there. Maybe it's animal instincts. I'd prefer to think of it as love.

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(Posted August 22, 2005 10:57 PM)

Come now, and let us reason together: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. -- God (Isaiah 1:18)