When the sun shines I like to commune in our excellent local park alas I forgot it’s the start of the summer holiday’s.
So gone are hours of blissfull peace whilst reading and munching on lovely scrummy picnic stuff from Marks & Spencers.
I’m now treated to the sight of beached whale type bodies slowly turning lobster pink..yeah I know I’m being mean but hey and the sandals and sock brigade there should a be a law against it..really.
I almost went to Boots(chemist) to get the woman next to me a pumice stone, or better yet a chisel, and hairy armpits aren’t that great either.
Lastly to Gilly the child whose mother seem to call his name for about two hours, her dulcet tones echoed far and wide and it seemed Gilly was adept at ignoring her pleaS to “come here right NOW”
Why parents have no control over their offspring is beyond me, now I’m going to sound really old..we weren’t allowed to behave like that whan I was a child.
Mini rant over back later:)