A Pimms and lemonade in my hand, perfectly complementing the summery blue sky outside… the phutphutphut of narrow boats chugging somnolently up the Kennet… the soft swish of my brain cells as they drain out through my ears whilst I contemplate a weekend spent chained to my darling computer… and the gentle yearning for a leisurely punt on (or near, I'm not fussy) the Thames with my dearly beloved (who is busy living it up on the other side of the world as I type)…
Ahh, Friday afternoons…
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