There's a song, You Picked A Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille (loose seal)I don't understand this one...
There's a song, You Picked A Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille (loose seal)I don't understand this one...
Duh!There's a song, You Picked A Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille (loose seal)

That reminds me of when we cycled through Greece in winter. We had a single Tshirt on, plus cycling shorts and the Greeks had layer after layer after layer... and they were all sitting in front of fires which we were pushed towards as though we were meant to be cold. We'd just cycled through Serbia where icicles broke and fell off the bikes and us when we stopped and dismounted. That was cold. Greece was too warm!
That makes a little more sense but still....There's a song, You Picked A Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille (loose seal)

Last year we were headed home from the cottage after a vacation, when we happened upon an interesting sight…a very large fishing boat, which was in the ditch, with a hydro pole neatly bisecting the bow.