That's what they call Le Touquet in France... and this was on the seafront in around '94, taken by my missus. The shovel was our daily transport (couldn't afford a car as well back then, and bikes took priority!). We'd go to Sainsburys on it, dangling shopping bags from the bars.
As you get older, accumulating more stuff and dealing with more bullshit, you realise the simpler days were best.
2 comments:
That's wright!
True bro.
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