What better way to celebrate our ‘salt’ wedding anniversary than a trip to the seaside for a dirty weekend? We were chauffeured to Gorleston-on-sea in decadent style by a pair of old Norwich rascals (you know who you are), necking fizz all the way in the back of their Mercedes Benz. Our luxurious room with a sea view came courtesy of my sister and the celebratory bottle of red on the Cliff Hotel terrace came courtesy of Liam.
Mother Nature, a contrary old bag round these parts, was in a bright mood for a change so we were all set for fun on the sand and frolics in the boudoir. The rest I leave to your vivid imagination.
Alas, we were four months too late to catch a performance of ‘Sindaz’ the adult panto, giving a whole new meaning to the line, ‘he’s behind you’.
So we squandered a few quid in the penny arcade instead. And what did we get for our coppers? A cuddly toy, obviously. We called him Gallstone.
Sounds like you had some fun despite the lack of Sindaz.
Happy anniversary to the two of you…wishing you many more 🙂
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Thank you 😀
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congrats guys 😀
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😀
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Glad you got lucky … with the weather, you salty old dogs.
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We did. It poured down the next day!
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Happy Anniversary! (Gallstone is cute too. )
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Thank you, Karen
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Ah, a wonderful weekend away, and return with a gallstone. I don’t know what to say!
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Still waiting for the real thing – ouch!
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With your legion of friends, here’s congratulating you and Liam on your (?) anniversary and many more happy and sexy years to cum!!
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Thanks, Julian 😀
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A belated congratulations.
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Thanks, Annie
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