The borders just closed and my return flight was canceled. Ruht row. I think I’m stranded!
Took a dronie of me sitting on my rented scooter and was completed blown away when I saw the result.
I’d partaken in a special Jamaican brownie and on the way home from dinner I had an encounter with a “pot” hole.
The next thing you know it’s been 15 years since you’ve last all gotten together. That was the case with the five of us.