Documenting a descent into an early midlife crisis
Buckle your seatbelts boys and girls, friends, estranged third cousin twice removed, or whoever has stumbled across this page. I am going to share with you a definitely not sad account of my UK travels that I undertake with my dog. So sit back and enjoy this mostly 2AM-written-Anti-depressant-fuelled-dyslexic-extravaganza.
