Day something under duress
I wasn’t going to do anything as I’ve had strange mystery illness for two days but I mistakenly told twitter I wasn’t going to do anything but then running goth, travelling hopefully and fair weather runner (sorry for the lack of links but I’m writing this on my phone) all ganged up on me like the witches of fucking eastwick and said I had to do something so I did a plank.
Stroppy Scot (and friends) triumph 😉 You’ll thank us in the end!
Hope the plank didn’t kill you and that your mystery illness buggers off soon.
And didn’t you feel better for doing it…?
No.