I don’t know that I dare mention this but.... DH has a farting stance, proudly scores himself out of 10 or shouts “guess my dinner!” I cannot help but laugh (after all farts are funny). He also pretends to be the dog and apologises when the dog lets one go. He also does an hysterical impression of me when I accidentally trumped as I was walking across the bedroom. It has me in stitches every time...
Please hold my dear GD in your heart for a few days.
Our seas and beaches and climate change






