Playing on the Cleveland Hills today. This is a familiar landmark to all who know these hills.
My dabble in artificial intelligence a few weeks ago, was not very convincing, but I thought I would give it another go. Maybe Shakespear with his iambic pentameter was too intelligent, so I thought KISS, ‘keep it simple stupid’, and asked the ChatGPT bot to write me a limerick about the Wainstones:
There once were some rocks on a hill,
The Wainstones, majestic and still,
With views all around,
And heather-clad ground,
They’re a sight that will give you a thrill!
All Siri can do is bring up a couple of websites.