… hate drizzle though, like the fabulous Peter Kay might say, ‘It’s that fine rain, that soaks you right through’ . It reminds me of Preston, I like the crazy ‘drop a tun of water in 10 seconds then blazing sun that’ll dry you out just as quick’ that we get in Edinburgh. Not this drizzle, too depressing.
The sketch is the house opposite my window, as I don’t wanna leave the house this morning! Got to though, going to get the wee mans hair cut.