A pleasant afternoon, bottle of good red opened (well almost open, a bottle of McLaren Vale Shiraz), grapes, cheese and snacks within reach, company controlled and feet up.
Chocolate is limited nowdays - limited to however much I want as long as it's dark.
I have to choose between reading a book, watching a movie or perusing whatever via the inter-web but hey, nothings perfect. Maybe just thinking will do 😅
This is the first Easter I've spent not working in 25 years.
No complaints, just a question: Why is it enforced by law upon a few when so many actually have to work?
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