summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
I empathise completely :
"It didn't seem to matter where he spread life's tartan rug, there was always a turd on the grass".
From the novel Field Grey by Philip Kerr.
"It didn't seem to matter where he spread life's tartan rug, there was always a turd on the grass".
From the novel Field Grey by Philip Kerr.