Under the hammer

A celebration of childhood

An impeding stammer...

Words alone matter

When visual sense fails

Estimates broken

Shooting through the shooting forests

On the move and in the hunt

Free to catch fresh scents

As dawn breaks, mend your ways but split your ends...

Tiny terror

Orange fly weight

Box above don't hit below

Speeding through the ever

Changing Seasons come

And people go

A trawler captain

Scoops the loot!

As prices shoot

Purple panther

Pulls the shades

And draws my fire