The ancient city of Bath. Most leave with memories of the wonderful Georgian architecture, the Abbey that suddenly appears as you turn a corner, the maze of little backstreets and their many tiny shops or the location that gave Aquae Sulis its modern day name; the Roman Baths.
My main memory is stumbling down a road, giggling like a 7 year old at a not-in-the-slightest-bit-funny street name....
Little things. Little minds.
Actually when I saw the thumbnail all I could think was "He's the greatest. He's fantastic. Wherever there is danger he'll be there. He's the ace. He's amazing. He's the strongest he's the quickest he's the best . . . . "
She was so sweet and taught me the more subtle ways of the english language.
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what....
thah.....
fffuck?!!
YOU ARE A 7 YEAR OLD!!!!! AND A SPECIES-SHIFTING HAMSTER AT THAT!!!!!!!!!!
EHHH, SHIT.....
hairy-Sasquatch-in-a-taxi BULLOCKS on you, ol' chap..................
Blessed Be
FR.