Lockdown 2.0, fifth extension, day 101

Well hello Friday night cocktails...
This is a Beach Bum, chosen with care.
- possibly the closest I’ll get to a beach in 2021
- and also as a nod to a friend who’s currently floating around the Canaries, soaking up both sun and alcohol, she sent a photo into our girlie chat yesterday and it made not a single one of us jealous, it was very much candid camera (and clearly she cleverly framed it to exclude his head) of a rather...stout, gentleman proudly exhibiting as much of his sun leathered skin as possible, clad in just a mask (slung under the chin) and teeny weeny gold spangly budgie smugglers*.

*the lack of punctuation is deliberate, it’s the kind of phrase that demands a quick read through, you don’t want to pause... and actually visualise...trust me - for those who’re too curious for their own good and who know me - I can send you the actual pic...