I did this this morning. So itās basically a bit of meditative breathing before you have a swim. Nothing wrong with that.
Except for all the cunts taking photos of themselves, the sunrise, you, everyone. One cunt even had a drone with him. The worst was the woman who took her phone into the sea via a selfie stick in order to film her swim. The world is utterly fucked when people feel the need to film themselves meditating.
The sĆØa was freezing. Lovely and still but fucking freezing.
It was decent Craic. There were 3 lads beside us who were true nonbelievers finishing off their evenings drinking. They were a little bemused and sceptical but added to the experience with some wit and cigarette smoke.
When I was in Gatwick last night I was having a pint in Jamieās Pub, I caught three women staring at me at the bar, savage looking women in their mid 20ās. To be fair, Iām unreal fit for 42, but it is always a great ego boost, none of this metoo shite, pure old fashioned flirting
They canāt help themselves, most of them want men who have something about them (excludes all 20s men and most 30s men), and most men in their 40s now are obese pigs. You are literally peerless among men they might encounter.