Pot Wars

Day 523 - back in the happy place aka the cave.

Needed the almost 24 hours of chills, what with the 4am sneezing / sniffing alarm clock of the little dude and then the thunder storm at 7am.

Was going to blip the 'ribbed for pleasure' tag line on the Tyrells crisp packet. Instead the sunset streaming into big dude kitchen on his many pots was a more pleasing.

Big dude often tells me about how his mutha is always having a rid out of his Pa's pots. Now big dude's Pa as got at least 30 years on him. That's 30 more years of pot making/ hoarding.

He'll hate me for saying this but I think I'm on his mutha's side with the 'pot-wars'.