So, it’s a sunny Bank Holiday and you’ve spent several hours frolicking in the sea or relaxing in the garden or steaming in a queue of cars or stomping round the shops. You want a spot of light relaxation, right?
Look no further. Z spends hours in relaxation, every single day. And this is the sort of thing I do when I’m not reading your blog. Each of your blogs, that is.
An old one, but if you haven’t come across it before, one can while away a good many horrified, yet entertained, minutes Weeza put me on to this website years ago, long before I was a blogger.
Today’s real post to follow. I’ve got to start preparing dinner.
Oh Dave, would it be all right for me to publish your wide-lens photos of the wall please? Acknowledged, of course.