There’s a stately home on the forest, which I’ve often looked at from one of the clumps whilst walking… it’s near an army training ground, that has fabulously intriguing signs nailed to trees on it’s border, suggesting it is wise to keep out. This is n opportunity to invade and have a look around…. without all the bother of getting shot.
This is the last of the build up pages, from next Monday you’ll be pleased to know we begin a headlong rush towards the real menace on Ashdown.
Art Stuff: This is a real hodge podge of cut and paste… so many layers in photoshop it became a real pain. The car is obviously a photo, I tried to draw the smashing Rover, but messed it up…