I’m loving this country, I will never tire of saying the Baltic countries are so clean, tidy, friendly and in the case of Eesti packed to the rafters with wonderful places to mooch.
BUT WHY THE FUCK DO THEY DRIVE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD?
It’s difficult enough screeching to a halt at home without having to think!
No that’s not my hire car after I did my screech halting, it’s a bit of a giveaway as is the rusted old rotary drier, now that was solid, built to withstand a pre-emptive nuckular strike!
The door locked tight, but, hello! Why bother when the window is wide open, the easiest in ever!
It’s only now, that I’m thinking , fuck! That tree looks scary
It was 90F outside, an unexpected heatwave.
I was sweating like Fred West watching an episode of Ground Force.
I was hoping it would be cooler inside, but shit it was a wooden building.
It was like a sauna.
Thank good I brought two pairs of underpants one pair ain’t gonna last three weeks
The socks will.
Ryanair are very strict on baggage weights, gotta make the right choices.
30 euros for a prescription? I’m glad I live in Wales.
Comfy chairs in which to sit and enjoy a good book......
..... many tomes to enjoy, I spent a good while just flicking through this one
Couldn’t understand a word of it but the gorgeous black and white images of a former Soviet Republic, oh joy of joys.
It’s times like these I wish I was a thieving little scrote, but I have a morale compass instilled by my parents.
Damn!
I wanted that book
But not this one
Kitchen,bathroom,bedroom.
The usual detritus of modern living,
Floppy discs
Are they still useable?
Boots ‘n buttons
So we say a fond farewell to No58, let’s close the curtains on this little mooch