How a popping grilled tomato saved me from abject breakfast misery.
Tag: village idiots
Villlage Lots
Satirical Snapshots Bringing You Whimsy On A Wednesday. Village life I’ve never known a village like the one my mother lives in. Those of you who frequent this blog may have read about the things that go on there like the annual rubber duck race, playing Sticky 13’s in the pub and all […]
