Last Sunday walking the dog,
there was bracing wind, dramatic Turner skies, loads of birds flocking about overhead, and when we were only five steps from the car it started to chuck it down with rain. "YES!!!" went both me and the dog.

Oh, and that feeling of taking your socks off when you get home after a rave.
( fred zeppelin II: Electric Boogaloo, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 17:36, 2 replies)

Post-rave gurning
( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 19:34, closed)

I wish I had a video of me looking exactly the same, pre, during and post rave after doing
MASSIVE DRUGS. Well, apart from the extreme dullness.
( d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 21:31, closed)