More Info I'm lying alone with my head on the phone Thinking of you till it hurts. I know you hurt too, but what else can we do? Tormented and torn apart. I wish I could carry your smile in my heart, For times when my life seemed so low, It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
