Today is the day that we returned to Base Camp, after a very good two nights away in Corcoué sur Logne, in order to prepare for a long trip.
That makes today Shopping Day.
gathering it all together
Today is the day that we returned to Base Camp, after a very good two nights away in Corcoué sur Logne, in order to prepare for a long trip.
That makes today Shopping Day.
Okay, not truly matching, there are similarities and dissimilarities, though all have the same number – disregarding the qualifiers. They caught my eye, nothing else turned up.
There was little sun today, chasing shadows was a bit of a wild goose chase
Life got in the way a bit and I haven’t had space in which to envelop myself in this exercise. I will return to it later. This is Confusion And this is Euphoria
Mr L is not a fast driver. I am daily grateful for this, because I dislike being on the road – to the extent that I stopped driving thirty years ago. Speed makes me nervous.
I have a horrible smile; I have a wonky lip that makes me appear to have a permanent sneer. My teeth are awful, naturally yellow, now worsened by a lifetime of drinking my coffee black. I do have a white stripe across the middle of my two front teeth, but that serves only to show up the yellow (apparently my poor enamel is a result of Measles when I was very young.) I have missing teeth, such that the gap is visible when I smile, and a mis-aligned jaw that gives me an overbite that can only be corrected by some quite drastic surgery.