that thing was in my eyes every five minutes fr, had me squinting like i js received the most appalling news of my life. while, actually, i’m having a lovely day out.
bit of a shame the sun and i couldn’t come to a mutual agreement, but there we are. can’t win ’em all, na-ah.
popped into uss for a bit of a laugh and came away with a toad hat.
not exactly the sort of souvenir one puts on the mantelpiece, but i reckon he got a bit of character.
turns out adulthood isn’t all tax returns and pretending to enjoy networking.
sometimes, it’s just voluntarily subjecting yourself to mild peril and calling it a day out.
istg theme parks are a different beast when you’re an adult. like.. you’re telling me i can willingly pay good money to get flung about at forty miles an hour, queue for half my natural life, then come off a ride looking absolutely windswept and demand another go? marvellous.
spent the afternoon mooching about, gawping at paintings and pretending i’ve got something terribly profound to say about each one. turns out all i needed was a decent gallery and a good wander.
bloody lovely, that.
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