We went to the land of the trick-eye. (Also, Barry's love of donkeys may be fading, now that he's seen them up close).
In this land, the doors are short.
There is delicious food.
And creepy child hands are used as door knockers.
It's near the end of Ball Game Street.
The wildlife is rampant.
The botanicals, creepy as usual.
But we learnt what you can do with the botanicals: here is the secret recipe!
It turns out, if you accidentally let your wine fester in the sun in crappy old barrels, all is not lost!
With the right bright shiny vat, vermouth can be made!
We like vermouth.
We even like it enough for a 3-person photogenic picture!
Finally, in this land they think that "Anglo-saxons" use tongue twisters to help us to practice pronouncing English better.
