Looking over the edge of the boat and just seeing this.
What is it…plastic?
It is just the sun reflecting of the water. It was very pleasant to just watch it and think about nothing for half an hour.
You’ll have plenty of time for that when dementia sets in.
Bollocks I thought I had already got that badge.
Little Molly won “Best Puppy” at the “North Baddesley Village Day” this afternoon. I was runner up in the “Old Lags” category.
We planned to go for a long Forest hike this afternoon #glastoprep on a super sunny morning
I wanted to grab some light lunch & let it go down a out two hours ago.
We went to put our shoes on.
And out of nowhere, the Mother of all Thunderstorms arrived right on top of us.
#luckybreak
#flashfloodalerts
can see lightning hitting the forest.
You have a beach hut?
Borrowed for the day…
I was thinking a sandbanks one would be quite pricey!
Yeah, far too far out of the BTripz family budget
When you get fed up with a streaming app, Google alternatives & find one that actual works.
Then discover their VOD library has every current movie you wanted to watch that isn’t on Netflix yet
The opportunity to buy one at muddeford came up a while back - £30k for a 6x4 and £3k pa year for rates / services / etc
It was quickly filed in the fuck that drawer
Actually, TBF, they’re all owned by the council so they wouldn’t be that much more than other ones, I wouldn#t have thought.
I’ve got a shed you can have for 50 quid. And for that authentic Mudeford beach hut experience, I’ll cook rancid chips non-stop, hire some local ten year olds to scream blue murder all day, and charge you twelve notes to park on my drive.
I embarrassed myself mightily outside a beach hut at Mudeford, circa 1989. A mate and his GF had hired one for a week (it was nice and one of the ones you could sleep in). My GF (at the time) and his were friends and we went down to stay for a Saturday night. I say, my “mate” but actually he wasn’t as he acted like a cunt and spiked my drinks with Thunderbird (remember that, old timers?) when we were sat on the beach, drinking, most of the afternoon. I retired to sleep early as I was feeling a little too refreshed and had soaked up too much sunshine. I awoke about 10 pm and was forced to crash through the front door to expel my spiked drinks all over the decking area and in front of a couple of nice families out for an evening stroll. Also, I was bollock naked. My horrified GF threw me my boxer shorts screeching something about not being able to take me anywhere. Naturally, I thanked her and wiped my vomit covered face with me undercrackers, much to the amusement of my “mate”.
Now, which Sotonian does this describe?
Status? LITSL?
Cockapoo? Fuck me NO! Just NO…they are Soooo last year darlings.
Pure bred English Cocker Spaniels transcend any canine fad…they are so image conscience.
“Does my bum look big in this?”
“No darling it looks devine”
Cockapoo? I think you mean mongrel