Perhaps it's Sunday and the fact that many revere it as the Holy Sabbath or perhaps it was one of those killer hangovers that get you re-evaluating your life. You know the type that come with migraines and bowel movements that result in mountains? Aye those ones.

Well, whatever the case is, a post by Vanessa Chettle has tongues wagging and nags yearning for the answer to one simple question, did she see the light of salvation or nah? Or was she just pondering about the ironies of life and the sick and twisted sense of humour of the mistresses fate?

Whatever the case might be, it also has me looking at my life and saying thank you to the gods for my lot:

https://instagram.com/p/3E4dqzBwnD/?taken-by=vanessa_chettle

And that would actually be a welcome break from seeing such headlines: