The boys rode off to the park and I walked down with the pooch.
Rendezvousing at the cafe.
Which goes against the earlier statement of a new regime of exercise and diet.
But one of two isn’t bad.
And Rome wasn’t built in a day.
Blah, blah, blah.
Can you tell that The Boy Child was enjoying himself immensely?
Summer 500: that’s another six to subtract from the total.
A mere 481 to go.