For myself i think i shall wait for proper Summer to cast it's spell before i could sip a pub beer...and relax without the fear of where have i put my mask if someone ventures just too near...all quite sad really the melancholy madness still lies within probably because this April is the coldest since 1968, i am still wearing that many layers to keep warm trundling the streets of that aweful word....Greater Manchester.
Barbers too were rammed i do indeed need a hair cut the Fem inside has been pecking at my mind for weeks, as for sitting on stools in a line outside barbers shop is something else, waiting is perhaps not inside me in this form and i think i can put up with Fem eating my mind...until a few good weeks....when the stools return to there rightful place....
To all whom pass this way love and peace..take care...So Goeth...X