the bongo diaries

By billybongo

sun, sand and socks

I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my vest and socks there -
I wonder if they're dry?

Spike Milligan

Most of the country seemed to be under a deluge of hail, downpours of biblical proportions and fridge freezer temperatures. So we headed for the seaside where, miraculously, the sun was out and the sky was blue.

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