A silkscreen print I made back in June:  I was reading Stephen Graham's The Gentle Art of Tramping, which is a brilliant read, and thinking about my dad - whose main occupation is tramping around sussex and beyond.  He told me he'd been having eggs for breakfast and lunch since picking some up on one of his wanderings.  His mum used to make him fried egg sandwiches - no-one else can make them so good.

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