London is bright blue skies today after days of storms and rain. Chaos at street level (what’s the landlocked version of ‘flotsam and jetsam’?), bright blue skies above
Made me think of last summer. And all the fun we had. All the mad and crazy things we did. And the simple things – like me and Jimbob fishing in…Walthamstow. Bright eyed stripy perch – “percies”, deep blue skies and sunkissed skin.
Weren’t it just perfect? Sort of childhood perfect. Something we’ll always have. We’ll always remember that glorious day.
I asked Sair what she thought; we agreed it was technically the best ever…so that’s official then