Revolutionary Rants

Because Everything’s Political

Said snoaringly

Lets go fly a kite, up to the highest hight…Ugh. I am tired, I woke up at 3:43am and then was awake for quite some time. I hate that, being exhaustedly awake after a brief trip to the toilet. We have had a wakeful weekend, actually, with Chicken awake until 2:00am yesterday night. At least we had a long lie-in, returning to our student days with a 10:00am snooze-a-thon. Nice.

Yesterday we headed out in our little car after “breakfast” (it was at half ten, so I guess the ghastly word “brunch” would be more appropriate). We went to Woolacombe beach, parking on the dunes and walking right down and around the beach. We crept up on my brother and family who were flying their kite there and then walked back around via the front. We wanted to have a coffee at the Chocolate Emporium but it being Sunday, and Ilfracombe being a seasonal town it was closed.

After my driving lesson we had a chilled out salmon pasta, a bit of gaming and telly watching. I had to give up on Fallen Angel as the acting was soooooooooo bad and the make-up completely rubbish but I watched the finale of Crufts. Sadly, the bloodhound didn’t win, but hey.

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