Umm. About 20 miles away from my sofa.

FACT! Jan 1936.

BTW – I’ve been to Butlins there. And to the one in Bugger Bognor Regis too. Both for a Jolly Girl’s Outing.

I’m not…NOT in a very tolerant mood today. All I’m getting thrown at me is BS and more of the Stinky Stuff.

Whatever.

I can’t even go and buy food for MY family without being treated like a Cupid Stunt. Imagine if I glassed someone with malice aforethought?

But then, I don’t have a rich Daddy.

I don’t even have a Dad. Victim, Victim, Victim Me ?

Cry ME a River, love.