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At the top of the Shotley Peninsula, just
south of Ipswich is the Suffolk Food Hall,
which is a favourite shop of the Mrs.
I'm not usually allowed in there, not by
the owners, but by the Mrs as I've
usually got boots caked with mud or I'm
sufficiently scruffy to show her in an
unfavourable light. So I usually get to
wander off with the camera or the dog
or both while she spends money we
haven't got on food we don't need or, in
my case, even like, and at prices that
have Buster licking my face in an
attempt to revive me. On one such
shopping expedition I chanced upon this
dew-soaked scene in the next field and it
somehow seemed poignant - that these
fungal spores can bear fruit overnight,
and that they'll be doing it forever, long
after our human world will have succumbed to nuclear annihilation, and probably
even after our sun has gone Red Giant and consumed most of the solar system.
At the top of the Shotley Peninsula, just south of Ipswich is the Suffolk Food Hall, which is
a favourite shop of the Mrs. I'm not usually allowed in there, not by the owners, but by
the Mrs as I've usually got boots caked with mud or I'm sufficiently scruffy to show her in
an unfavourable light. So I usually get to wander off with the camera or the dog or both
while she spends money we haven't got on food we don't need or, in my case, even like,
and at prices that have Buster licking my face in an attempt to revive me. On one such
shopping expedition I chanced upon this dew-soaked scene in the next field and it
somehow seemed poignant - that these fungal spores can bear fruit overnight, and that
they'll be doing it forever, long after our human world will have succumbed to nuclear
annihilation, and probably even after our sun has gone Red Giant and consumed most of
the solar system.
At the top of the Shotley Peninsula, just south of
Ipswich is the Suffolk Food Hall, which is a
favourite shop of the Mrs. I'm not usually
allowed in there, not by the owners, but by the
Mrs as I've usually got boots caked with mud or
I'm sufficiently scruffy to show her in an
unfavourable light. So I usually get to wander
off with the camera or the dog or both while she
spends money we haven't got on food we don't
need or, in my case, even like, and at prices that
have Buster licking my face in an attempt to
revive me. On one such shopping expedition I
chanced upon this dew-soaked scene in the next
field and it somehow seemed poignant - that
these fungal spores can bear fruit overnight, and
that they'll be doing it forever, long after our
human world will have succumbed to nuclear
annihilation, and probably even after our sun
has gone Red Giant and consumed most of the
solar system.

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At the top of the Shotley Peninsula, just south of Ipswich is the Suffolk Food Hall, which is a favourite shop of the Mrs.  I'm not usually allowed in there, not by the owners, but by the Mrs as I've usually got boots caked with mud or I'm sufficiently scruffy to show her in an unfavourable light.  So I usually get to wander off with the camera or the dog or both while she spends money we haven't got on food we don't need or, in my case, even like, and at prices that have Buster licking my face in an attempt to revive me. On one such shopping expedition I chanced upon this dew-soaked scene in the next field and it somehow seemed poignant - that these fungal spores can bear fruit overnight, and that they'll be doing it forever, long after our human world will have succumbed to nuclear annihilation, and probably even after our sun has gone Red Giant and consumed most of the solar system.  
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