Hating to collect things I don’t really want. Probably nothing anyway. Saving my pictures for what? Instabook? probably. Time is the only constraint and living safe in the knowledge that there is never enough time I bring you these mugshots of Team Shredgold.
Flailing about like half eaten shark bait the Brewski gaps from your screen into the lens cap whilst the sun of yestermonth gravitates him ground wise.
Threading the sideways shoe needle. Like a street trooper should. Even the granny next door said it was OK. I like co-operation from the general public, we share the same space.
Now it’s been a windy old couple of days and the birds in the trees are probably scared like anything. What do birds do in windy weather? Can they take to the sky’s like powerful kites or do they huddle and sit it out as their homes are blown to smithereens. Bricks were flying last night, bricks in the wind. Brewski Surfgold surfing the bricks in the wind. If you like my post then post it.
Over and out Captain Flangledangle.