Here we are in Laguna Beach on the coast just south of LA, living the O.C. life. Today we spent the afternoon in and by the pool in the lovely sunshine. Admittedly, the morning wasn't quite so 'O.C' as we spent time at the laundromat and queuing at the Post Office, but even the fanciest Orange County types have to do their own errands sometimes surely? Hubby overheard a juicey snippet of conversation as we were lunching at the Zinc Cafe where a man was explaining that he'd had to get a restraining order against his ex-wife, which just goes to show that O.C. is just like any chav housing estate anywhere in the world.
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