was a complete wash out. flatter than a witches tit all over the land
not a sausage anywhere. good thing really, zeni was hung over and never made it out of bed.
so bummed around all day looking for something to do – ended up at mareta in my shorts reading a book. it may be december but if you get out of the breeze, it is still cooking here.
The November Archives 
Have a moan - the beers are on me !!