Well, from what I gather it’s been warm enough in Dawlish for Darrell to air his budgie smugglers, with Lulu, according to Nigel, trying robustly to avert her eyes from such a vision!
Let’s just say Darrell has caught the sun on around 95% of his body and then just leave it there!
And, as holiday traditions dictate he also went (with a t-shirt on I hasten to add) in search of a holey stone. To be honest he said he wasn’t that hopeful as it wasn’t really a overly stony sort of beach ……..
………. but find one he did ……. and quite a large one at that ………
It was meant to be, a spooky sign that someone special is watching over us, whenever we are by the sea, be it at home in the UK or in exotic and romantic foreign climes ………..
…………. they are always there and never fail to send us one.
I now have the image of Darrell in very tight Speedos in my head. Will I ever be able to get rid of it?
ReplyDeleteAndy. RIP.