





19 Sept: We’ve entered the Peak District. Not a soul on the road, not a truck, nor a car. It’s the morning The Queen’s funeral.
ps: The man in the last photo is not my husband; he is a stranger.
19 Sept: We’ve entered the Peak District. Not a soul on the road, not a truck, nor a car. It’s the morning The Queen’s funeral.
ps: The man in the last photo is not my husband; he is a stranger.
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