Saturday was rubbish. I spent most of the day pretending to paint and trying not to drink the homebrew that surrounded me. I was Billy.
On Sunday I treated myself to Angry Birds. That was the first thing I did right. The next right thing was to start moving stuff around and take paintings down. This ensured a constant and steady stream of lovely lovely people coming to visit. Some even tried the beer!
Hayling Island in the summer is a bit scary. There must be a man down there who specialises in face tatoos and he knows alot of people. On New Years Day it’s as traditional as the breakfast we stop off for and you’re more likely to bump into someone you would rather avoid from Farnham than the girl with the dragon tatoos on her eyelids.
There’s only one week left to come and see me playing games on my phone so do pop in and save me from my ever growing beer belly.
