My new favourite kind of escapism has come in the form of climbing (well, ‘bouldering’ to be precise) and as a former gymnast it suits me perfectly.
“So Harry! How did last night’s climbing session go?”
Me: “Yes”
My new favourite kind of escapism has come in the form of climbing (well, ‘bouldering’ to be precise) and as a former gymnast it suits me perfectly.
“So Harry! How did last night’s climbing session go?”
Me: “Yes”