Not another new hat?

I don’t half talk a lot of shite when I do these things. Still, what a lovely day that was.
Too tired and full of mixed pakora to write it up. Still, it was a good call to stop at the kebab shop on the way home. There was tasty joy in those brown paper bags.

 

 

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