This was a laugh, a fleeting jaunt up to some ridiculously ostentatious lodge in Perthshire – well it was until the taps froze. Ah, rum for brekky instead of water, and shower-free days spent sat on my hoop watching movies and munching Pringles.
I saw a deer who insouciantly wandered into our garden. Here’s the proof with a shitty photo:
I also played pool and rediscovered my childhood with a game of Buckaroo! Indolence, I’ll always embrace you.