
Hello :)
The sun has taken a break, much to the utter brokenheartedness of moi.
So it is under grey Stratus that I stagger on doing/attempting/battling...
laundry
pies
inflamed throatals
Will, if time allows, clamber inside the tv box apparatus with, if he's up for it, Denzel W.
:)
(Updates will appear below as and when time and importances allows)
Update....10:42....Will, if brain allows, try to fathom the mind set of El Capello.
My England, if she's not careful, will be in danger of getting her intimate apparel scrunched in so far as the up and down captaincy palaver is concerned. Major news Conference today regarding the aforementioned thing........
Throatal Inhibitors still making it impossible for vocalisation:(
Other medicals...
Penny sized bruise on right side of left patella. Origin unknown.
15:19...
Well the sun came out and no mistake, so off I walked, down my road, along the lane and into the...charity shop.
Where after a soporific browse, I left, holding a tiny cake tin and tiny teddy biscuit cutter total expenditure 20p!
I decided to dawdle back luxuriating myself in mild warmth.
A tortoiseshell cat leapt up and over a small grey wall, it's liquid moves ballerinaesque.
Home to a languid Monty, his only movement being the half-opening of one eye. Nice to see you...
We sat and had tea together.
2 comments:
Throat must have improved for you to go charity shopping and talking to staff
I suffer for my bits
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