There should be a rule in this thread that you are not allowed to criticise until you put your own pic in here. Pussies..
Mother wouldn't allow it, though I have no objections.
A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay,
brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.