Cold. Short and sweet.
Three years ago that would have me bearing my pasty flesh to all and sundry.
Heading for the nearest public house to slake a thirst.
Now? Jumper, long legged trousers, warming drinks.
It's funny how one's perception changes.
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Cold. Short and sweet.
Three years ago that would have me bearing my pasty flesh to all and sundry.
Heading for the nearest public house to slake a thirst.
Now? Jumper, long legged trousers, warming drinks.
It's funny how one's perception changes.
1 comment:
I was back in Blighty myself last month. Everyone was loving their first taste of summer but I spent most of my time wrapped up warm inside by the fire... some silly buggers were out in T-shirts and shorts and the temperature was barely double-figures!
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