Monday, 29 August 2011

Barbecue on a Monday evening

It's a little strange, but yet feels so right.
Having a barbecue on a Monday night.
It feels like a holiday, even though the skies are gray.

My father stands perfectly at ease, beer in his hand while working the barbecue.
It is such a comforting sight, and one I must have seen a million times.
How lucky we are to have my parents here, even if it is just a short visit.

To celebrate we open a big bottle of prosecco.
It tastes bubbly, dry and makes us feel a little giddy.
Barbecue and bubbles on a Monday evening.
Life is good!

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