Sitting here, nipping to a small glass of aquavit and listening to Pet Shop Boys, I look out in the dark, where the storm is raging and it's just above zero C in the air. And I suddenly, desperately miss the summer. Evening breeze, just the perfect temperature and a relaxing time in the sunset. A cold Pepsi Max, or perhaps a glass of whisky.
Summer can't come fast enough. I'm getting tax money back in June too, so there's that.
That is all.
Summer can't come fast enough. I'm getting tax money back in June too, so there's that.
That is all.
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