16 September, 2003

Summer for me is turning into one of those spots on your face that just do not go away remaining full of gunk and prominence longer than necessary. I am back in my sandals today and linen trousers (to allow maximum comfort and air circulation).

It's not without its compensations though as the ladyfriend suggested that if it stays like this we could go to the beach at the weekend. This did make me more perky as it means a visit to the Italian Ice cream parlour for a bacon sandwhich enroute to the seafront! The best bit about this establishment is - along with the bargain prices and 70's decor - the clock on the wall which on the hour opens up and little people come out dancing and playing music. It's tacky, it's wacky but I love it!

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