Mmmm

I don't like turning down invitations. Therefore I tend to overbook myself.
For example last weekend, starting & ending in Cheltenham I went out to visit friends & family in Birmingham, Chelsea, Finsbury Park, Covent Garden, Wimbledon, Gerrards Cross and (just like a real life game from I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue) Mornington Crescent.

I'm fucking knackered.

The best part was when Sarah & I trudged back to the car from the supermarket, we sat in the heat & drank a whole packet of chilled, Waitrose finest, tomato & basil soup, from the container.

Absolutely gorgeous.

Like a big Tomato Slush Puppie.