Nothing Rhymed

The mists descended in earnest today but a pleasant day nonetheless. The usual Saturday stuff in town, damp tourists all around. Then lunch and walked Usain and Murph on the beach. They had a ball, the beach almost deserted and foggy withal. Geoff is coming shortly and staying over, so a few laughs over a few glasses are on the cards...
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