Goats in my blood.
Continuing my trawl through the past, here is my great uncle. He committed suicide in the early 1960s having left every item he owned, which was not much, individually to someone. I still have the handwritten notes he attached to everything. So sad.
But in happier times, he really seems to like this goat. Look at the smile on his face. He is chatting to the goat I feel sure

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