All we have is memories.
You’ve made a great one there.
All we have is memories.
You’ve made a great one there.
You’re a great dad mate.
The veil of pretening to be a cunt has been removed.
He bate the young fella up the road after it
Sometimes the son is eclipsed by the moon
Gone again there now lads. No sign of it
Young fellow has been wired last few days. Same every month for the few days up to full moon. More pronounced this month though.
That’s a job for hawk eye
A fine waxing crescent.
Wonderfully bright moon there tonight.
The moon is bright…
Thanks for that lad.
It’s wonderful
It’s all fog here…a savage dense fog.