Stoney Broke.....

It's the day before pay day (hurrah) so I took a wee bottle of celebratory fizz along to Doris afer work.

We sat in his front garden, shut our eyes against the hot sun. and pretended we were on the pebbled delight that is Brighton beach. Not I may add, the nudist beach - I don't think the good people of Bruntsfield are quite ready for that sort of thing. (My tummy hasn't seen the sun since I was about ten...revealing it now, would be like looking at a milk jelly that had started to 'turn'....)

And anyway, I'd need to shave my legs first.......