Weary Pilgrim – Coronavirus Vol.V
It’s snowing. In May. I am constantly underestimating the universe’s penchant for irony. The Guv’ lifted the ban on golf, and I made my first tee time. Now I didn’t fall off the Turnip Cart, so I wisely made a bet that it would rain. Silly me. I have to learn to think BIG. I just made my second tee time for next week – I’m thinking locusts next Saturday. Get your crops in. Remember the old mantra about camp food? It sucks – and there’s not enough of it. Well that’s where we a