Lying out under the patio on the hammock reading the paper until I fall asleep with a thin rug over my knees to stop my legs from getting cold in the refreshing breeze while the kids watch some daft Seinfeld bee animated movie and when they've watched it twice through they come out and my son climbs into the hammock bringing icy poles for himself, me and his sister as she climbs up on the BBQ to shout "I'm a PIRATE!! Ahoy there!!" wearing just socks and a singlet and the bright morning sun highlights her ragamuffin unruly shock of blond hair.
Sundays are great.
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Yep, Sundays are great. And so are holidays, when you don't know what day it is, and so every day is a Sunday :)
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