With mountains like these

By Sollergirl

Raise your eyes to heaven?

If only Saint Bartholomew knew what went on under his feet these days, he might still. The boys had found a space in the shade, not because of the heat, but so that they could see the screen of the game they were playing. It kept them off the streets anyway, while we finished lunch quietly and welcomed orisit back from Bonnie Scotland.

We're off to raise our eyes and maybe a few beers watching the England game on the beach at blindasabat's later. See you there?


Back blipped some prawny stuff for yesterday.


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