Living the dream.

Having had the good fortune to have lived the dream for over six decades I should be grateful ( I am) and content (I am not). Something is missing from my life, I am incomplete.

That was until now. An 'inflatable sloth'. My yin and yang are now balanced, although, as opposing forces they can never be in harmony, but balance is as good as it gets. I feel the need to put on a kaftan and listen to Ruby Tuesday by Melanie on the Dansette..

(Any similarities to the 1989 Pamela Anderson inflatable sex doll with the blonde wig removed are purely a figment of your darkest imaginings).