Is it the ground that's hard, or my tyres? Feeling every gravelly blip. But loving the start in daylight (ish) which means I can say hello to and feed my goldfish in the pond after breaking the ice. Some might say nooooooo - do not feed in winter. To those tight fishted bastards I say where's your heart ........and your fish flakes?
Is it the ground that's hard, or my tyres? Feeling every gravelly blip. But loving the start in daylight (ish) which means I can say hello to and feed my goldfish in the pond after breaking the ice. Some might say nooooooo - do not feed in winter. To those tight fishted bastards I say where's your heart ........and your fish flakes?