it was a beautiful morning and i could hear a lark in the meadows, though it was interrupted when the police were called.
doris was wearing a wide brimmed hat - so wide, in fact, that she needed three people to hold onto the edges so she could see beyond her size fifteens.
she had teamed this with a low cut vest, though why she wanted to show off her belly button as well was beyond me.
to be honest, i think she must have tucked it into her leather shorts too fiercely.

but it worked.
she got all the attention and the wolf whistles as we strolled to a sun kissed beach together.
the sight of doris's top proved too much for one old bloke, who immediately lost his sense of direction and chased the stick he'd just thrown for his dog.
into the sea.
the dog rolled on its back laughing.
doris leaned over to tickle its stomach and discovered something about the laws of gravity.
she fell face first onto the sand.

luckily, kev's construction company was on hand, and with the aid of a specially adapted bulldozer, we were able to get her upright again.

i'm now trying to get the sand out with the aid of a lavatory brush, and a dyson.

life is just one big adventure.

hope you have a more relaxing day...