Saturday evening 7pm. We got surrounded by noiseless intruders. They came from everywhere, peeking into our bedroom windows and chimneys. They almost got entangled in our pine tree, scaring the birds away. And if this wasn't enough they came back in the morning, right after 6am: "Wake up Mummy, BALLOONS! Look Daddy BALLOONS, look, look!
We'll definitely not go to The Fiesta next year as they all came to us!
coś mi się wydaje, że w Bristol macie całkiem dużo fajnych imprez ...
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