Galahad and I recently went for a hack along a route we don’t take very often. You could definitely tell!
It was so overgrown that Galahad refused to let me ride through it and I had to lead him. 54 more words
I called Roborough “isolated” in a previous post, but I’m new at this and I didn’t have anything to compare with.
The road to Cheldon was about a couple of feet wide and so rarely travelled that the grass running through the middle of the lane was roughly the height of a giraffe. 59 more words