It has been a cracking day. The sun has had sole ownership of a blue sky from dawn. The temperature has been about 12C and people are walking around in shirtsleeves.
In an ideal world GF would have headed for the Downs, but there were other priorities. His greying locks were getting too long, and there was a birthday present to acquire for Barney Rubble. With this in mind Silver Vixen and the Gorse Fox headed for Worthing for a wander around the various shops.
The weather had brought out the crowds - some dressed as if it was mid-summer (it was murder). It really was heaving... and seeing some of the flesh that was on display the Gorse Fox wondered if he would also! Scurrilously the thought crossed his mind "Where do people get their supplies of Stupid Pills and Ugly Pills?" and if we shut down the supply would the Archbishop of Canterbury stop speaking in public, would Ken Livingstone crawl under a stone, and would the current Government resign in embarrassment?
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