11th March 2023
Sometimes you are the dick head.
You may grumble
And curse those other wronguns.
The one who does not say Thank you.
That knob end
that drives in the middle of the road.
The not listening, unavailable twat.
Sometimes though, you are that dick.
14th July 2023 Set ablaze the last four logs. Roaring in the pit, On The windy side of the hill, The sky opened and stared to spit. Then it poured, heavily, We had to retreat, Into the warmth and dry,
13th July 2023 After asking the lady in the Kelly’s ice cream shop in the teeming tourist harbour of Charleston, The best place to get good fish and chips, The Skies opened and we hid in walled tunnel
12th July2023 Never spent a night in a luxury tent before. We had always made our own camp. Lugging all the detritus required for nights under the stars. In advance I planned to sexually attack my man