Trink, trank, trunk.

Got a text from one of my oldest, dearest friends (who left me here to rot over the summer – may have to rethink the ‘dearest’ part of that sentence) yesterday saying – “Jet skiing at the yacht club today with everyone today, wish you were here.” … well screw you dear boy, screw you.

Here is a photo of a tree… because I can’t offer you a picture of a bunch of beautiful people jet-skiing. Me? Bitter? … never.


Hope you have a lovely week, readers! May some kind stranger put a smile on your face today 🙂


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