Beer Mats

Sweltering hot and fabulous. Lots of walking done, over 12,000 steps. A spot of sun bathing then a nice cold beer. Or so I thought. I dropped a bottle of beer on the tiled floor of the small front porch (the beer store). Who'd have thought a beer bottle could smash into so many small pieces. The beer soaked the two mats top and bottom. Thank goodness for persil.

I did eventually get my beer! Cheers