All At Sea: Learning The Ropes
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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur.
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Is that a fish on his head?
September 16, 2013 at 12:54 pm
Come, come, my dear girl. I thought we were both agreed. Celebrating the arrival of dawn with a tumbler of British Sherry might achieve wonders for the spirits but significantly lessens our powers of visual discernment!
It’s a hat, Lucille. A glimpse at the linked post shows this rather natty chapeau in greater detail.
September 16, 2013 at 5:45 pm
It still looks like a fish to me and all I have imbibed was the infusion of a single rosebud. (True).
September 16, 2013 at 11:28 pm
I wonder if it’s time to strengthen your lens prescription, young lady?
As for the single rosebud infusion, might I have mine with a hefty slug of gin?!
September 17, 2013 at 6:46 am