Does anyone ever do anything exciting on a Bank Holiday??
Or is everyone like me – sat at home, pissed off because you believe that everyone is doing something wildly exciting? I always imagine my friends looking like the latest M&S ad, spending quality time at a fabulous picnic with their much-more-interesting-friends–than-us, whilst gazing at their perfect children running around looking edible as their significant other looks on proudly with a “so lucky she’s mine” vibe going on.
Please tell me that in reality you too are sat in your dressing gown/thread veins combo feeling as though you really ought to be doing something/going somewhere exciting but in reality just can’t be arsed….