I feel we're reaching a tipping point with the gods of weather. Some crazy shit going down above.
Beer times past found nestling in the cutlery draw. Small, pleasant surprises.
An evening laced with fine catch-up, real ale and, finally... the w word.
Providing they start using strikers and Torres stops sulking, I'm pretty happy with my sweepstake result a work...
At least we can rely on the weather to be typically British this Jubilee weekend.
I suppose I should join the party and blog about the jubilee, the queen, and stuff. Unfortunately, this is all I can manage. Sorry.
It's a sad moment when old new technology simply won't partner with new tech. Drive an Insignia? Have an old iPod? Sorry, but they won't get on.