A sea of sharks…
God it’s gloomy today. Grey, damp and drizzly.
It’s a wonder that all children born in Swansea aren’t equipped with webbed feet and gills.
Maybe I should blame the politicians, the bankers or some media twit for the lack of sun.
Ah shut up Ang, you’re rambling again, throw the dog’s ball before she dissolves into that puddle she’s standing in.
The Green Man of Clyne Gardens.
Please don’t drop me…
A good day in the park, fed squirrels, got muddy and didn’t drop the pram in the fast flowing stream.
Where for art thou, squirrels?
Sundays….at Cwmbwrla Park
There’s a distinctively Autumnal feel in the air today, the leaves are starting t o go brown and September is not far away too. Another wet summer, god I’m melancholy today. I quite like Autumn but I’m not ready for it yet, wouldn’t mind a bit more of summer. Cwmbwrla Park feels even more desolate in weather like this, never mind the glass and empty bottles left behind from last nights teenage piss-up.