Jersey Shore V
I have two gull friends who I see every morning. One is huge, so I call him Iver (some of you will understand that), and the other follows him, so that one I call Ible (some of you….).
Iver came up with a dead fish this morning and had a helluva breakfast, and Ible found a small crab around lunch time.
I spent six hours on the beach, almost finishing what has turned out to be a ferociously boring 50 Shades of Grey (aptly named) and screaming at Joan Rivers I Hate Everyone.
Thursday fireworks on the beach tonight, just outside our house.