There aren't enough hours in the day to be productive, get your admin under control and have a good time. Weekends provide a great opportunity to catch up. But then the likelyhood of waking up on Saturday morning and saying 'Now then, lets sort out that car licensing' is... not likely.
East London, the weatherman's nemesis. Its overcast, grey, misty... but theres so much humidity the bathroom floor makes it look like an epileptic just got out of the bath. Everything is wet. Everything. Even the salt. What the hell... if the salt can't fortify itself what chance do the rest of us stand?! I may as well just go find my speedo and make hay, sunshine or not.
I came up with the ultimate deathmatch this week. Farmers vs. People who ride bikes. I wonder if they ever pray for rain at the Bikers' Church...?
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