Where the Hell did those six months go then?
Feels like we’ve been waiting for nice weather for so long that Spring has f**ked off into the rearview mirror and over the faraway hills like some kind of seasonal hobbit on a mission.
July, July, July….
What can we say about July?
Not much really, as it’s only just started. But memories of July past include waiting for the school holidays to start (aren’t those last two weeks of term the longest two weeks of your life?), being paid to pick strawberries by a local farmer, and getting the shit kicked out of me by a holidaymaker for ‘accidentally’ tipping sand into his lager. All happy stories which I shall share with you another time perhaps.
This blog is just rambling nonsense thus far, so I’m going to bale out now and go for a gentle bike ride.
RC 1-7-13
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