Our bank holiday is coming to it's close on a rather cold, damp note.
Just as dawn was raising so to did the mist and fog from the river next to where I live.
How romantic I thought, due to a little haze I had created of my own thanks to half a bottle of french merlot, the rest of that nightcap I'm finishing off as I wright this.
Troupes where
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