Picket Fence & Flowers

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

I was out of breath when I took this picture, halfway up Bolton Street. Bolton runs parallel to Aurora Terrace and is therefore every bit as steep.

Stopping to blip was welcome respite from the unrelenting UP-ness of the situation.

But when I got home, it was worth it. I got the big catty welcome on account of Caro had gone orf to Mount Maunganui earlier in the day. She is spending the weekend with Shetland Dad, J-Bar and Feefs. 

As a consequence it was just me and the lads and a pizza last night. We watched Happy Death Day 2U. I really kind of like these films, I love the fact that the heroine is so pissed-off and complainy and grumpy. 

I love weekends. So long as they contain no hills.

S.