Friday, June 21, 2013
Cribbed that from the-source-of-all-things-cribb
No, I didn't get to Stonehenge this morning: I keep saying one of these years I will, and I'll wear a diaphanous gown and sandals and have flowers in my (what's left of it) hair and... well. That year is not this year, but it's on the list, so there's always hope.
One year I'm going to spend Midsummer's Eve in Scandinavia, go to a festival, dance in a field at midnight - but I think I'll give the fire-walking a miss. Too old for that, methinks. Never too old for flowers in my hair, though.
Have a good'un, Sparklers - carpe diem!