Once upon a time there was a Lake Bled monster, getting up off her mattress, about to have some tea.
Actually it was the little lagoon of Lulworth Cove in Dorset, something most un-English I’ve ever seen, and I still have the cup to remind me of it and of the wonderful times spent with my two friends.
The cup was given to me by this man, here depicted in his natural habitat:
Not a member of this flag nation himself, but I’d say the saying rounds him up quite well indeed.
Never give into the temptation to resist causing mischief, being generous, making me and the world laugh, and celebrating your birthday in style and/or in Fiesa.
Happy birthday, Mr. D., and warmly welcome any and every time.
(I have no idea what it says, I hope it’s not dirty.)