Up at 7.30 brisk walk down a frosty park chucking the ball about for 2 mentalist pooches followed by an enjoyable Guiness poo.
Scrambled Eggs and Bacon for breakfast listen to a few tunes and now off to get lashed.The weather is lovely...
This just cant carry on...
can it?
I imagine your day started to go the way of the pear around 4.10pm