Soaking Up The Last of The Sun

Dear Jesus Lover,

today is the Lord’s last day in the Gold Coast.  He decided to squeeze in a little bit more tanning before He caught His flight home.  Only in the Gold Coast can you get a tan in winter!

GTL.  Never neglect Tan even if G and L are somewhat impossible.

He waited for His taxi in the lobby.  Killing two birds with one stone and catching the last bit of QL rays.

To the airport and pronto please!!!  I have a Virgin to catch!

 Although He understood that self-service was a necessary evil, the experience lacked the personal touch.

The Messiah will miss the cheerful people from the Gold Coast and the sunshine.

Rock on,

 Wheeze & SQueak

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Getting Sorted.

Dear Jesus Lover,

The Lord has made it safely to his modest quarters.  Despite the paper thin walls and drab carpets He is impressed by the aspect that the balcony provides.

Work on your GTL (gym, tan, laundry) – the Holy Trinity of life.  Maybe just T if you are on holiday.  No one likes a pasty shag.

Catching up on some light reading, wonder what the royals are up to this week?

He then heads to the local tourist information centre.

Too many choices.

He was annoyed that there was a serious lack of service.  Since there was no one to help provide him with any vital tourist information he decides that this will be a holiday based soley on SFA and meeting his children.  Priorities people, priorities.

Rock On,

Wheeze & SQueak

Holy Horticultural Society

Dear Jesus Lover,

His Holiness does not encourage too many trips to IKEA, consuming synthethic meatballs on a weekly basis does nothing for you.  Today His Holiness suggests that you unwind in your local garden.  You may have to share your garden with the local community.

His Holiness runs his with his own holy horticultural society – Adam, Eve and Michael.  He would have preferred to have the holy trinity of boys but Eve had a hissy.  God always plays nice, bears it and rocks on.

 Don’t stray from the path.

The Lord likes a neatly trimmed bush. No strays!

 Let there be light!

Who needs a solarium? I created the sun – Genius.

Jesus Lover continue to trim your bush, work on your tan and have a quick roll in the hay to take the edge off.

Rock on,

Wheeze & SQueak