Yet another 'beach bar' blip

Sooooooooooooo, when does a habit become an addiction???

Every Saturday night at 6pm Ann drags me off to the beach bar so that she can drink copious quantities of wine.

Every Saturday night she makes me pose with whoever she is drinking copious quantities of wine with, for my blip.

However, by 7.30pm we're home, I've had my dinner, Ann's cooking her dinner, and then she's got a huge pile of ironing to do.

What rock & roll lives we live!!!!!

Happy Saturday night blippers. x