All On A Sunday And All...

Is summer fluttering its eyelashes at us. I'm a bit warm.
Daintily pencilled in my kitchen diary for today:
Attending to a hem.
The pressing of some flowers.
Crying over my lack of beer.
A poetic piece about foxes.
The baking of a Carrot Cake.
The making of gin from cabbage leaves.
Doing something with a two foot piece of broken trellis.
Politics.
The downing of many cups of tea.
Trying to disguise the rings under my eyes by covering them with wedges of Cheddar.
The application of Polyfiller. And not to walls.
Looking forward to watching a programme about Gordon Brown tomorrow evening.
Looking forward to writing about it.
Rafael Nadal v Federer this afternoon. Yummy Spaniard for elderly English woman.

Here's a silly thing I wrote after I'd eaten too much Bombay Mix

I saw a silly dog today
its tail was stuck right up
he walked a funny crooked way
he was a stupid mutt.

Thank You.