I love my brick

Hoover giving me the evil eye.

"I don't care how brilliant Las Vegas was.
You left me in the centre of UK deprivation.
They don't have balls here. Just bricks. And no, I don't
love my brick"

Another beautifiul sunny day in Workington. I fell asleep in my deckchair. I may even have drooled a little. But in a sexy way. How very British of me.