Ach! Another bird what's given ye the eye. Ye been doon tha disco, laddie, hookin' oop wif tha lassies? If ye cannay recall, check the back o' yer hand for a luminous stamp what show ye paid an' were there. Otherwise could check fer lipstick on yer collar. . . or maybe even yer leg wrappin's were finished like a special thank ye gift, all tied in a bow and finished wif an baroque festive flourish.
Well, hoot, mon. . . yer paintin's are lookin' swell. I think perhaps the one givin' ye fits is on account o' yer workin' too small. The single portrait ones are loud and clear cause they're bigger maybe.
Go man go!!! Paint them lassies and give 'em a spin on the dance floor. Yer may not be the only one what needs ta move aboot. Might as well ha'e some fun wif yer exercises.
Last edited by D Akey; 07-20-2020 at 03:46 AM.
"Not a bit is wasted and the best is yet to come. . ." -- remembered from a dream