Bum-walking, omelettes and Elvis

I am the eldest boy.

Local seagull looking majestic and wondering if he’s in my book. Probably.

Rain. Rain and more rain. And it’s August! How tf is it August already? I know it’s tedious to go on about time flying, etc., but honestly this year is taking the piss. The bloody Strictly line-up is being announced this week. SOON BE CHRISTMAS.

In other, non-existential crisis n…