Later, at the sans pebbles end of the beach there were some guys still waiting on service. They looked a bit glum…. understandable.
My breakfast was disturbed by the bl**dy socialists moving pebbles from one end of the beach to the other. The vibration from those over-sized wheel barrows they have made even the coffee cups shake!
Meanwhile back at the operations room… The grim business of the rat race continues…
OMG ! …. deja view.