I am not a number

Went over to York today to visit number one daughter. We had a trawl around the shops and, by jiminey if I didn't come across a complete set of "The Prisoner", a sixties TV series of some renown, which I remember watching in short trousers many years ago. Priced very well as it was second hand, and so I couldn't resist.

Also bought a copy of a magazine called The Chap. I think I'm probably too young to take all of this to heart. But I do find it very funny.

Oh, and I took the camera along and the weather was kind to us.