It's felt like another day hustling us towards the end of summer.
Not cold -- not at all -- but fresh, and with grey clouds scuttling overhead. But still with an occasional burst of warming, caressing sun:
I'm not a fan of this time of year, when the glories of summer are coming to an end and there is only a long hard downhill stretch in front of us.
So, at times like this, I seek solace in porn.
Well, porn and food, actually.
If I can get porn featuring food I am even happier.
But I suppose we must accept our fate, and recognise that our outdoor pleasures are coming to an end for another six or so months.
We'll have to think of something else to amuse ourselves.
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I love the little cutie in the red bathers. He pops up on the net every now and then. Any idea who he is. I am of course only interested from an architectural point of view. I'm wondering which of the five classical column orders he fits into. xD
(I'm hoping that as I'm the 'keen eyed reader' who put a name to Simon Dexter, someone will return the favour)
I confess I don't think I've ever seen him before.
Sorry.
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