Saturday, 18 September 2010

When The Master Away The Servant Will Play

The trouble with sunny mornings is that they make me want to get outside. But when I get outside I invariably get into trouble. either with trellises or cash. So, although the sun doth shine, I'll remain housebound.

Doing...

Steak puddings.
Internet mischief.
Erecting of ladders so I can hoist my sweet old frame up into the loft. he, he, he, he....


More later...

2 comments:

terry said...

Were you wearing a skirt when you climbed the ladder - bet that was a sight!!!

Gloria Horsehound said...

It would have been if I was in a state of partial undressedness but I was encased in Industrial garments