So it’s Easter and the time of the double bank holiday weekend (that’s 2 public holidays to everyone not in the U.K.) and in keeping with tradition I’ve been on a bender. This started Friday and fizzled out late Saturday night and In keeping with the religious aspect of Easter it is now well into ‘suffering sunday’ and Oh boy am I suffering. But I’m not here to garner sympathy but to state a simple irrefutable FACT
when your rough and recovering from a self inflicted malaise, such as I am, the greatest smell in the world is that of
BACON COOKING ON A GRILL.
now please be so kind as to keep your replies in the quiet aspect, my nose mayb in heaven but my heads far from it.
when your rough and recovering from a self inflicted malaise, such as I am, the greatest smell in the world is that of
BACON COOKING ON A GRILL.
now please be so kind as to keep your replies in the quiet aspect, my nose mayb in heaven but my heads far from it.