TGIF
On Friday evenings I like to imagine all my friends list out on the town dancing their faces off in a club, or watching La Boheme or enjoying something fiddly on fine china served by a would be actor in tight pants while being poured dry martinis by Matt Bomer. Or something.
I, on the other hand, am eating choccy bikkies in front of the TV [it's annoyingly on but I'm ignoring it] and betaing something rather fine by an author called Lillian Francis while the dog drools into my crocs.
Are you having your ideal Friday night?
I, on the other hand, am eating choccy bikkies in front of the TV [it's annoyingly on but I'm ignoring it] and betaing something rather fine by an author called Lillian Francis while the dog drools into my crocs.
Are you having your ideal Friday night?