A Misty Moisty Morning in Manor Valley.
A visit to Scotland to see the crumblies gave me the chance to nip out for a bike ride round my some of my home territory on Sunday Morning. Autumn had arrived with thick mist which gradually burned off to become a beautiful morning.
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Aye, but what's a crumblie (crumbly)?
When you get old you may become crotchety, after that crusty, if you are spared you may become crumbly, eventually we all become dusty, one way or the other.
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